os cionn

past the ice of arctic brush

past sky of opal fire

past your only secret

past the angel and the liar

past funerals and circus

past blood and dancing sun

past the mountain’s heart

past love and her gun

past that thing inside

past night’s chamise of blue

past any time

that’s where i see you




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