Mercy me, the night is long.

Take my pen, to write you this song.

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Lord: is it harder to carry on,

Or to know when you are done?

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All my life, I've felt as though

I'm inside a beautiful memory,

replaying

with the sound turned down low.

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Long-life, show your face.

Slow-heart, curb your taste.

Smoke me out of my hiding place.

Long-life, state your case.

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What in the world are we waiting for-

building glowing cities along the shore,

where the wind batters,

baiting my kin like a matador?

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So much value, placed upon

what lies just beyond our plans:

waving my handkerchief,

running along, till the end of the sand.

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Long-life, speak your name.

I'm so tired of the guessing game.

But, something is moving,

just out of frame:

lSlow-heart,

brace and aim.

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Breaching slowly, across the sea,

one mast-

flash, like the stinger of a bee-

to take you away,

a swarming fleet is gonna take you

from me.

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The universe is getting loose:

sodden spread,

from some leaden disuse,

rushing, unhinged,

towards diminishing lights,

like a headless caboose.

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I'll wait for you,

alongside the ocean,

and make do

with my no-skin.

But then, Long-life,

will you let me in?

And then, Slow-heart,

are you gonna know him?

Long-life, speak your name,

I wait, while I decry the wait.

And when I die, may I relate:

Slow heart, congregate.

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To leave your home, and your family

for some distortion of property?

Well, darling, I can't go.

But you may stay

here, with me.

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