The Trout Drive

Something in the way you hold your tongue

Keeps us in the gray, good one

If you take a step, you'll hurt the earth

But if you stay still, hungry

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Someone told me, paradox

Makes the best of souls, don't fret

Do you think you could live alone?

Shrinking over time, gently

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