Take my hand over the leavings
The stamps and stumps
The mass of the stars and lamps
Shaking edges of the air
The name of the auburn leaves
Like my face
Like your arm
Like the sea
Like the color of the sky
Like my dreams
Tinged with red
The stamps and stumps
The mass of the stars and lamps
Shaking edges of the air
The name of the auburn leaves
Like my face
Like your arm
Like the sea
Like the color of the sky
Like my dreams
Tinged with red
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