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Nothing's worse'n bein yer wrongest right person, babe
we're so rare and so perfect
we soothe all our hurt'n
yet here we are trapped still
'hind a sheet of glass curtain
like a twilight reflection
of our deep goldly affections
all touch blocked by fingertips
mercurial math-cursed geometries
warm ghostly dancers soft woven
two arms in the air
two wiped away tears
and I just love you so much, babe
I'll always be near
life buzzing weirdly like a
cage we endear
a jail cell of fears meant to keep out more fears
shadow boxing demons dads put in our ears
hearts perfect inverted harmony
it hurts so unbearably
I can't even believe this cold misty pain in me
if only I could see your full splendorous weave
the parts still lost upon my swirling, dark seas
if only I could be
exactly what you need of me
I wish I didn't break my eyes
when I drug them far and wide
what I lost there in the colds
warmths wandered wayward far from home
a past's grim fog furls out before me
I wish to slay my demons well and soon before I'm bones
I wish to change from wrongest right to
right on right on right for real™
I need to slay the giants too and claim my
highest light on high
wait for me through time and space
I'll love, I swear, with all my might
I'm sorry Starr, so far away
there lighting up my storm~ed skies
I'm sorry that it's taking me so terribly long
to climb the beam~ed tower of your light
I hope that when this finds you well
I'm there too and well as well
Our family glowing like a hearth
Two angels ignite of the night
Broken through the glass unstained
Four arms that bear
Two hearts that sing
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