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I mourn the mourning dove
who calls for its lost love in the night
there's not much left in its lungs
not enough light to see the sun
I'm afraid he's lost this one

how do you breathe
when it flies away
how do you scream
when it won't stay

I mourn the lonely hands
that fold over ribs where
a heart beat is
there's flowers tangled in hair
still hope for another to bring you here
but I'm afraid you both lost this one

how do you breathe
when it's dug away
how do you dream
when it won't stay

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