like you said you would
now before it's too late
it's uniquely mine
you told me
so here i am
waiting for word
under a hackling moon
(she belongs to all of us)
but we will none of us
ever see it quite
exactly the same
i want to live in the sea
against the skyes
like phosphorescence
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