when the last are gone
When there´s no more born
When the last word´s been said
Only winds are left
Back to a blank page again
Back to what we started
Cold bones reach out to bones 
Sketch themselves into a skeleton
Begin again
When we were growing
Just like smoke rising
Folding with meaning
Before disappearing
Wake us up from flat sheets
Sit us up Into a flickering screen
Press our face to a bubble of past lives
See ourselves on the other side
Begin again
Can you feel it
A flap of wings in your mind
stretching out your thoughts
Was only a temporary pause
Whispers narrow into words
Forming meaning as they fall/drop
One last breath reaches out
Circuit´s closed our eyes are open
begin again
when the last are gone
When there´s no more born
When the last word´s been said
Only winds are left

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