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let’s
go back
to where names once
we’re packed and ready
won’t be missed
luggage by the door
first birds find
let’s go back to our own vanished
light is coming hillhigh
speech mostly understood
I’m sure that everything’s
just as we left
to where when
say call spring
no vows required
we’re gone with a kind of nakedness
carry all in a plastic gladstone
always towards some sea
or
look into the well where we fell
bright under height
in that place once were free
never knew
stairs still stand
went back for a thing and no one cared
(always bring something from the other side)
it’s the only way to remember
come either way
to a smaller world
look under the dream
and retrieve
the vanish
go back
on the very next tide
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