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I wish I could bend the light at dusk just like the lake,
Deep and gold
Full of a million tales,
It’s nourished as many minds and souls,
Cool depths knowing more than I ever will.

How many dreams have drifted away on this current?

I don’t know how to bend the light for you
Your voice silenced under winter’s coat
Are you really there beneath frozen earth, I know you aren’t but the
Carved stone crushes me

How many dreams have drifted away on this current?

My angel statue has lost her wings
Sitting on my dresser awkward and bare
Holding a child to her breast,
Her wings are sitting somewhere in a box, I hope
Collateral of an unexpected change

How many dreams have drifted away on this current?

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