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Wednesday, December 14
You had charm and a quick scattering way of breathing
Spreading things I didn't believe in across the night sky
Unfolding flowers and releasing their sounds into heaven
And maybe I need some time to come back to that place
I left when you left, I've been sitting under a small tree
Waiting for the last word, Waiting for the change
The change -- it's never coming
And yet I promised myself to remember you
Against the darkness and the dirt
Walking in cold water, across the waves
Ignoring all the delicate flowers
Of course I need someone, but I need to let this go
You had charm and a quick scattering way of breathing
You could draw a light out of the sky
And place it at my feet
But now it's time to rest under this blanket
Sleep to dream, and dream to love
And practice opening doors, spreading specks of light
Across the sky, across your door
Into the blank slate of the future
