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Light Things on Air
Though I touch your flesh
You couldn't be more gone
If you turned to ashes
Before these shivering, naked eyes
And blew away like autumn leaves
Into a frigid gale
And like those light things on air
Bits of the stranger I used to know
Come back my way
Like television signals
Into my emotion-fuzzed mind
I long for an ending
From a trite film
For my joy to regenerate
Your freezer burned soul
To rebirth the bits of you
That life killed
