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: Is it the lustre of immortality?
- 2: I can see the alchemy
- 3: Did karma do you justice when you're down and out and lost?
- 4: Distant as a northern star
- 5: And deregulate the couple at the bottom end
- 6: You don't have to fly into the sun
- 7: I had no inkling of just how far the plates of our continents would crack
- 8: And we're on the right side of the ground where they bury the bones
- 9: I'm not related to anyone
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