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Oh, when you down the wind
When you needle the dark with mind
When you're firing of words in an arc
When you're snuffing out all that's still

And a droplet
the dropper's eye
Blooms like a
That slowly overruns all of days
And slips the
From off your
You alone
A that's dragging us all in its wake

And you the lights

I
You're in the now
And you yield to the water's
And you lie like a on the banks, giving out
As it carries off all of our

I that sound
I know it likes
I know it
all the guns of a battery trained
Right at your

Because it's
Because it
A of slowly unraveling days

Your tongue
Your light

But this sound
it all the way

And put the knife

The night is
But is spinning out stars in its wake
And stubborn light
Pools in your
Warm and nacreous,
The of sighs
And