.We were smoke on the roof, slant night, over naked fields
On the corners alone, we patterned the cold in the quiet light
Calm eyes roared, a shapeless nest, somebody's kind, somebody's mess
We were curves on the Spanish tiles, we were vines
I wanna know, I want to hold on to me and m.
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