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I painted my face like a clown,

I got on my bike to skim some rocks by the loch.

It was an ungodly hour.

I waited for dusk in the wings to show me the pins,

I have some threads to maybe sew all our souls together

You opened the gate and the light flowed in.

My heart and bones lay still and somber

You threw me a rope. I recoiled inside.

We both knew it was a trick I could not master.

I searched for a gift to offer

I found a large bell

I longed to ring it for you forever.

Bridges were crossed and circles were drawn

I pretended I could not remember.

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