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Rabbit in your headlights

Among stars

Sitting in the rain
Under three umbrellas, in the rain
watching the sky
filled up with lights
of a thousand stars

Raindrops, crashing like a train
light from an old lighter
smoke
smoke me up
cold, holds us together
popsickle toes and fingers
popsickle hearts

Speak softly
and remember summer, fall, winter, spring
remember fields of gold
and a number
speak softly to these cold,
cold hearts

Sitting in the rain
and you caugh and we laugh
we remember

You, Him, Me, Her

Holds us together
apart
and forever
us, that love once tore appart

Skinholy, goldholy...

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