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Walking on Air.

Awaken these old bones, remember who you've been

There's love, pain, poems to taste, to greet and dismiss

She says she knows I call them 'songs'

I know she calls them 'dregs'

And we can't go on for long,

as these lungs will not grow legs.

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Jun 4, 2013
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