There's a whole n'other conversation going on. In a parralel universe. Where nothig breaks and nothing hurts. There's a waltz playing frozen in time. Blades of grass on tiny bare feet. I look at you and you're looking at me.
Could you beam me up? Give me a minute,I don't know what I'd say in it. I'd probably just stare, Happy just to be there holding your face. Beam me up. Let me be lighter, tired of being a fighter. I think, a minutes enough. Just beam me up.
Some black birds soaring in the sky. Barely a breath I caught one last sight. Tell me that was you, saying goodbye. There are times I feel the shiver and cold. It only happens when I'm on my own. That's how you tell me I'm not alone.
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