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Between one life and another
There is a brittle pitch
Painted burgendy and ochre
At a steady clip to winter

All the moments mapped in our hearts to be relived
With half myself destroyed I'd rather die alone

Cloud swaps white on grey overcast skirt the deck at a steady gait
Scarlet snakes through the glass and gutters in the sun

Fiver sleeptalks then forgets what says
Like a steady gait from autumn

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