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Oct 2019
You learned to give
We learned to die
You learn too quick
We learned to cry
We learned to trust
You turned to rust
Now i am i
And you are your love
We are frozen offerings
In the cold night’s rain
We are the shattering of idols
On an altar of pain
We are the sacrifice
And we are the knife
We are the intervening angels
Who strangle your sight
We are the blood
And we are the flood
We are the fire
We are the love
We are the noises you make in the dark
One more cup of coffee
And we'll be back on the rug
Singing history is a liar
And for now dancing is our drug
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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