"Ectopic"
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Turbulent wheels,
Set the marker high above my head.

Unreachable goals are coughing,
Splintering in my throat,
In between this jet and scalpel.

Understand me now,
When I reign on your parade,
Sweat on your brow,
Guns and saddles ablaze!

Riding in with a message.

Because,
When it reigns,
You know it pours.