Yours Again
If I were to die and be reborn into flesh,
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If I were to die and be reborn into flesh,
The caravans of mystery boxes
I stand between the sun and the moon
I keep searching the dictionary for the perfect word for bravery
What did we lose tonight?
Oceans of light
A daughter is a quiet cave