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Shapes and Shadows, Curves in My Bed
Her shape still holds in my bed
The outline of her soft figure
I move closer
To push my face in her hair
I get nothing
But a face full of feathers
Dark figure
How you fade
The shape of a girl
I lost her
Out that window
The blankets flew
And her hushed body
Fell away
My arms left empty
And feathers make me sneeze.
