Miss You

Now a silhouette
Now the deepness of black
Now the texture of empty
You're the me looking back

You're the beach, you're the car
You're the weave of the blanket
We used to cover ourselves
You're the rocks on the path
How we stumbled
Pure bravery, pure desire

You're the wild winding highway
The sheerness of sea cliffs
The moonshade of oak fields
Where we slept in tall grass
Our spirits as we dreamt
Watching, detached

Now trace and now track
Now walk the Cobwebs
Now disintegrate, every step
Every time, we look back
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Postcard No. 4
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Miss You
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