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Now she watched a plane climb up into the clouds
And he moved a cigarette up close to his mouth
In paint-black windows, faces in frames
He moved his head to the base of her back
Stand naked, fobbing once again
She offered him a blanket
She plead across the floor
He heard all the echoes
So many are rapping at her door
A cup of wine, and you'll remember
Everything I thought could happen only once before
She said these memories are not mine
These colors, where are y'all?
Beginning, I'm just passing
He said, your eyes look tired and warm
Looking and looking to her pupils
Dilating, her features torn
Outside, they were making deal
To imagine a difference
In the space between you and me
You're sending photographs of the monuments
Painting the passports blue
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