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Nov 2016
This is where I leave you.
Switch to haze, mid conversation
I find a tune I can’t replace
And admits the crowd and faces familiar enough to love
And fickle enough to run
When the time comes,
I slip into me,
Where my skin like
A ****** nose
Runs deep.
And flows down into myself
Here, I find the empire of the sun
I find all of my history is a deserted dance floor
Your presence is a blood breeze rushing through my body  
I find everyone who has ever been and will continue to be.
And I find you.
The tune is gradually forgotten
The light breaks the haze
I come up for air,
And,
I realize
How beautiful My God,
It is to wake up with you
Over,
and over,
and over,
And over again.
Written by
Tashyana Handy
453
   Dana Colgan and Azaria
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