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The Secret of the Tides
That's what the night is for, he said
The congregation of all who are lost
Gather within self governing lands.
In the midst you might see the moments
From someone elses dream, she said.
And when they come to take us away
We'll break free and disobey
But if one shall die, the stars,
They will remain.
Under the emerging Kansas moon
With her blood she wrote a heart
Now I can never wash my hand
For if I did we would part.
The structure closest to the
Foggy ocean waves.
These fragments stay
From those who lost their way
On such lonesome nights
Walking on dead steps.
Forgotten silhouettes
The heat has kept each upon the wall
In these strange countries
Through many ancient summers.
