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Octagon

from Special Bread by Barn Farm

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A strap
It holds
A scabbard
A mold
The fires forge
A likeness all
Too familiar
To be ignored

In time is an enemy
We fall out of favor
With our queens who drag
Us through the empty streets
Our youth she will surely weep
I can't believe how far we've come
To get where we are

8 players set to ground
8 walls to gather 'round
Ermina is in the fields
He fights, he will not yield
Before betting's done
Pineapples in the rum
Commence the engagement
Grapple with the present placement
A raw outcry lets out
Begin to froth at mouth
Towards yesterday's adversary
Take downs come aplenty

In time is an enemy
We fall out of favor
With our queens who drag
Us through the empty streets
Our youth she will surely weep
I can't believe how far we've come
To get where we are

Looking back...
A smile unfolds...
You never know what moments will take hold
I wish that we...
Could reminisce
To feel the weight of friendship

It'd be like living in the octagon
Resisting sleep
Keep fighting on
Or just to know that it happened once
For you to know it meant just as much

I can't believe how far we've come
I can't believe how far we've come
I can't believe how far we've come
To forget where we are

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from Special Bread, released December 7, 2020

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