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Into the Cold

from Feed My Mind by Genetic Engines

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We are the survivors and representatives and living memory of those before us. Even if we didn't want to be, how we live and move and have our being will be a picture all its own.

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Their loving arms
wrapped around inflicting all
this loving harm on us
The ones we love
we give them space to move and grow
to shake our likeness off
but it doesn't work

When my father spoke, my mind was fed
from out of his mold and into the cold
where my brother played with his hands he made
shapes in the snow he played with the form

I thought I heard the voice of
and saw the shape of our…

Our fathers and our mothers
a strange thing to see within you and me
our sisters and our brothers
with their names on the stones
where all of us go

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from Feed My Mind, released May 19, 2012

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