It's been long since we haven't seen and I feel
Like I forget you slowly
Like within me dies my memory of you
Like how hair and everything dies
Now I search above and below
A place where I can release you
A verse or a chord or a brilliant
Where I can leave you, kiss you and go
If no grave can accept you
No marble or crystal morgue
Do I perhaps have to once again bare you
Half dead and half alive?
If I can't find no moon where I can throw you
I must find a field or a garden
Where softly like pollen
Everywhere, everywhere I can spread you.
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