"I stand at the margin of your gaze" "Watching the frames blur" [low tom accents, bass swells] "Your hands draw circles in the water" "Believing you control the tide" "You built the lens that bends my image" "Pulled apart in refracted lies" "Every pulse a reminder you’re measuring me" "By lines you’ve drawn without asking why" "I am peripheral to your design" "A smear in your vision" "Waiting for you to blink" "Peripheral — the sight you don’t claim" "Peripheral — the name you don’t say" "Peripheral — the life you don’t see" "Still, I watch you look away" "You stare at the core but miss the orbit" "Your focus burns a hollow line" "I move in arcs just outside the fire" "Drawing breath where the heat can’t climb" "I’m the flicker at the corner of the frame" "I’m the tremor in the steady hand" "I’m the thought you choke before it leaves" "Still waiting… still here…" "Blink" "And I am gone" [final floor tom hit, cymbal swell into silence]
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