Temperature hot
Can see my breath
Rising
Road ahead
Looks like water
Am I wrong?
To desire what is right
Hear the words
Good intentions grating
Road solid water
Frozen in memories
Van Gogh painted yellow
Cut the voices out
Someone else painted
His screams
Am I wrong to want?
What is right?
Hear the words
Grating intentions burn
Walking
Past all the yellow fields
Steam rises
Like breathing in the heat
A trick in hindsight
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