I love this dark and brightness. The air freezes on the skin, smokes in speaking. The snow glazes like white steel underfoot. I can smell pine needles and blood oranges; I will light a fire before midnight. Hold on to the sun.
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- 1: If it's a moment in time, how come it feels so long?
- 2: It's time to change partners again
- 3: אַ ניקל פֿאַר זיי, אַ ניקל פֿאַר מיר
- 4: אמתע מעשׂה, אמתע מעשׂה
- 5: But the soft and lovely silvers are now falling on my shoulder
- 6: Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart?
- 7: And they won't thank you, they don't make awards for that
- 8: No one who can stand staying landlocked for longer than a month at most
- 9: What does it do when we're asleep?
- 10: Now where did you get that from, John le Carré?
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