Dazed in the twilight
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I see the mayfly fly
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Clustering 'round streetlamps of a small town
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Rush around, around
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Flicker to the ground like snow...
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Or the embers of a drowsy fire in cinders
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Ephemeral, perpetual...
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And frail, pale,
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Written in water, fading
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As the clothes we wore drift to the shore
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In waves....
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In choirs, in spires.
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White dressed... moon blessed...
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Milk... breast... flower...
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Wishing the hours away...
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Time, still fleeting
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Transcending, neverending
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Still meeting here with eternity
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Still hand in hand
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Washed clean of sand, like shells...
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Then time flies by
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And moments die in thousands
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Enshrouded, clouded
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White dressed... moon blessed
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Milk... breast... flower
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Wishing the hours away
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Soft-fleshed... dark nest...
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Miles away.....
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Wishing The Hours Away
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| All About Eve |
