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Your hair reminds me of a time when we once were

Your fingernails that marked my back now rot in earth

The sheets we slept in blew away and now the storm is over

The taste of you inside my mouth remains but still I’m hearing

There’s no love, everybody’s crying

There’s no truth, everyone’s misguiding
End
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