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he woke just then to what? he wasn't sure and found her feverish and standing in the sun it struck him all at once that he was lost he hadn't a plan for this or anything at all oh, why must we move on? can't we be left alone? to wander in our own slu

his hands are small they settle down to rest upon his lap his mind's at ease he breathes night air there's nothing much to see and I like watching him fighting to stay awake at night his eyes they close for just a wink his head drifts slowly south sl

I left a message for myself it was on the stairs last night and I passed it going out and you passed it coming back don't you know just to fade away? don't you know just to fade away? I liked the concept; I liked your hair it propped me up; I'm fille