We lit the yahrzeit candle for my grandfather. Nothing about this year, like that year, feels like a holiday. Autolycus still clings to my shoulder.
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- 1: Did you bring gold? Did you bring silver to set me free?
- 2: To the green field by the sea
- 3: Make me a wreck as I come back and spare me as I'm going
- 4: Did you see the closing window? Did you hear the slamming door?
- 5: Keeping time on the kingfisher's climb
- 6: Because brick-braided alleys make steep, sleeping valleys seem level and clear
- 7: Don't look round, but I think we're taking off
- 8: Sing the praise of Alexander, he's no use to me
- 9: The hedges and fields are clothed all around with several sorts of green
- 10: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
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