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StanberyThis is the land of the lost, / with the rain soaked ground sinking beneath my feet. / This is the land of cracked leather swings,

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And When We Fall We Catch Each OtherWe fall through each other / and when we fall we catch each other / but more often I find I am catching myself.

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We Have Sand Behind UsWe have sand behind us, / memories of sand and of the sun but also the cold, and there is a lot of grass and warmth and so many breezes, through trees, over rivers, and in through sun roofs and car windows, / and sometimes I think that all I am made up of is us,

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