Talented errands

Foremost ,,
along a slope only angle,
is to loop ,
constant feelings,,.
move as air ,,
,so soft as if I care

,,lord knows if
theirs a way,,.
then it's to finally say,,

dear lord ,,I'm here,, I made
errands ,,
do you know,, I'm trying ,.
,desperately to,,
cleanse my soul,,

many things I thought
i knew,
Only errands ,,end me constantly to you,,

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