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Buried Poetry

 

Buried Poetry

(album: Aurora Borealis - 2004)


Paper and pencils made a birth:
Poetry that I once wrote her.
There's nothing we were holding down.
Nothing we were holding down.

I kept a favorite photograph
Of her and I in the tall dream grass.
And nothing here could take us down.
Nothing here could take us down.

Paper buried in the dirt:
It's all the poetry that I once wrote her.
It's something we were burning down.
Something we were burning down.

I lost my favorite photographs
Buried deep in the tall dream grass.
There's so much I am holding down.
(So much I am holding down.)
There's so much I am holding down.

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