I look and look for the girl I was and I can no longer find her.
I cannot bear to keep her name.
When this name is spoken there is descent inside of me, a man tipping over a three-story balustrade.
Oh, she might come back.
So please.
Find me a shady tree.
Let me stay there and wait for her.
I cannot bear to keep her name.
When this name is spoken there is descent inside of me, a man tipping over a three-story balustrade.
Oh, she might come back.
So please.
Find me a shady tree.
Let me stay there and wait for her.
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