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In the slow day, rain falls, night came, a lingering
In the new light, what soft glow, all whispering and low
Still there's nothing in a place, no remains of moments stayed
No sparkling eyes or quiet names
In the inching nervous days, there sounds an old refrain
The way our bodies stayed, I'll hold onto my awe in a new way, delicately
Some songs spent in that old questioning
How do you hold yourself
In the pale light between the days, in the lingering
How do you hold yourself
In the strange light between the days, in the lingering

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