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In the drops between the spaces
Lies a future that is unknown
When can we go out?
When will it be okay?
You know there’s nothing like it.
Let’s wait it out.
Let’s not be hasty
To make the streets our own.
When the time comes, we’ll know
The skies will no longer fall
When the time comes, we’ll know Everything will return to place.
