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,
Each of you, pick up a stone.
What is the cost of loyalty?
I made my home a sanctuary
The caravans of mystery boxes
I stand between the sun and the moon
I keep searching the dictionary for the perfect word for bravery
vast clusters
What did we lose tonight?
How a street turned silent
This stinging, this jabbing
When the wailing of the night has hushed
A daughter is a quiet cave