beyond imagination, lost in thoughts,
simple complications like walls without doors,
faults of our own are left well alone, in this murmuration of ours,
and the sky vacates all the stars of our fate and we escape for a while

well i'm not old, but i'm not whole

staring out of windows, lives worlds apart
a brain alone on thoughts can survive, but what it needs is a heart
and faults of our own are left well alone in these memories of ours,
and the sky vacates all the stars of our fate and we escape who we are

Warmer Climes

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