Sold are the eyes I have

And cold is the wait for nothing

And dark

I write my name in a long line

How is it possible for you to try

 [bad word] [bad word] 

I've changed my name but I will pass it on to you

Journey

No present thoughts
 [bad word] day

Darkest wave

 [bad word] ]

 [bad word] [bad word] 

I've changed my name but I will pass it on to you

Our thoughts entwined

You speak

And I hear other words behind

I wave from the edge of the pier

And fade into dreams of sleepers

Marked

I have had this stain for a long time

We called on the bird long before

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