if she were here
I'd ask my mom
how long it's been
that I've been gone

a minute of days
an hour of song
so many ways
centuries on

living life over
and given one

"are you awake?"
as am i and
as you are
i am as you

“drink of the gods”
yea “god” for god sake
and that’s not an ache
it’s a sake like a wine

“she winds up....”

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