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weeps the angels come back to me
I'm keening can't you hear me?
in the darkness uttering prayers
silently calling you to me
in my loneliness misunderstood
a misfit wandering the vast
picking up secrets and old bones
placing them in my pockets
a child of hope
I know your soul
we were once one
now on separate paths
I long to touch you again
I can feel you near
it's killing me
I send out a sos
it echos back to me
I hear you darling come home to me
but I can't,
I've lost my way on the sea of faces
utterly desolate
I weep
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