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These words, undyingThe empty hours / press against the windows of this room / a quiet that keeps
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the life in this snowglobe is endingI've followed you / still eyes, years, captivated and lost, / all for you
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It's been 4 months and nothing has changedPrecious star, / we will meet again, / we will, we will
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the little suicide that came when:"It was love at first sight, it was love at last sight, it was love at ever and ever sight." / I stare at you, / into the winter sun
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The world is so tall from inside this houseIve been dreaming of your face somewhere / Ive been touching your silhouette on my sheets / I am distant
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Another letter for your graveDear Micah, / I sometimes feel you in hallways and / the sunlight between the blinds.
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This sacred place : words of the wakers7.17.14 / I’ve come to meet you here, *in some sacred place* / to be here alone with you
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I caught your spiritThe silence of your calm washed over me like a wave / half thoughts / reaching down your sleeves only to meet disappointment with a knife cutting us in places we fear the most
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remora: an obsticle, hindrence, obstruction. Sounds like DeathYou know so much in your absence / I was staring right at you / crimson brown eyes chambered years
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This goodbye was worse than death and rode something like a train.The evening was awake full of history / wind pressing against warm skin / reminding us
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