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Standing Still for the Night

Cast your dark line over broken tides. Blanket the blank spaces. Stars spring from your cracks and the moon rides in your pocket. Cast it like shadows flown from your back. Hold that pose. Take into you canyon and wood. Late nights when we were together busying ourselves in barrooms, I'd enjoy our ignorance. Now I wait for our lines to potentially collide; you will hear the gossip that takes away my breath. For I'm not whole, nor was I...
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