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ashes and snow
lemon glazed honey glow
lines in the sand
dark lines
that line where you stand
outside or inside
you stand out
on the ground
or in the heavens
no line can outline your outline
maybe just one
that's devilishly divine
the nightlife
and cold marble stones stacked high
etched with m's and various sounds
your voice they try to capture
in cold cold stone
so it may never leave us
and once its done
I'll build me a cold home
so that I can be entrapped
in your chords
