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would you just hold my hand
and sit with me here, quiet
hold me that i know we are
still real
listen to the quiet
still until morning

after dawn
if we don't tell them
the rocks would cry out
but i am so afraid
tangled in my own perception
infinite
shake off jealousy
shake off disappointment
even if bare would hurt more
don't let them clothe you

teach my heart to smile
we are not there yet