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At night I see my past.
Faces I'm surprised I remember.
Moments never shared,
mostly wished for.

Tried to split in two,
stuck a four-hand fool.
My touch is cold,
but my heart is in it.

The mornings are the worst.
The train that can't be stopped.
The chair fixed my shoulders,
but my mind can't be cut off.

8 charges in a row for a false cure.
The only time placebo doesn't help.
I can convince myself of anything,
but still I only ever dwell.

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from Give (In, And Let Things Slide), released June 20, 2016

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