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We tried to fly
but suns burn fast
The feathers we held
they didn’t last

I smelled your phantom smell today
and then you flashed inside my eye
I thought of spooning, your embrace
but that must go I’m roundly told
by fate and those around
and so

This day is the day where I’m lost in space
I’m going on but lonely so
I’ll find you again in a bottle or smoke
Without my wings
I’m walking now

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