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Bonfires

No
I don’t know what to do with your words
They surround me in something I thought you were not
Heavy they fall on dead leaves
Memories light bonfires
And in the smoke they move to the fields
The houses
They enter through the doors and sing
Ask
They leave me still
I walk with your hand in mine
There’s nothing more
The delicate feet walking forwards
Doubt bit in half
Anger burned for being too mean
No
It doesn’t matter
In a hug we’re far away
Heart beats fast
Our wings don’t know the end of this world
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