there's a candle with the miner
flinders lane

if red sunbeams betray me and you see that i.ve been raining there's a rare winter cricket outside by the overgrown flowerbed who knows the whole story and is singing it as you stare. (does that set the mood?)i.ve been waiting for your flower to bud from underneath the snow for the day when i can gather around you like black clouds and find you as a pink seashell on clean sheets. but i.ve grown a beard since the floorboards last pronounced your weight because its something that lonely men do to befriend the quiet. and i.ve taken to watching the farmdust shift from behind my window. and i.ve taken to living my life on god's clock. you can light a candle if you need to see because i.m not sure if the lamp works anymore.
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l.haj
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if red sunbeams betray me and you see that i.ve been raining there's a rare winter cricket outside by the overgrown flowerbed who knows the whole story and is singing it as you stare. (does that set the mood?)i.ve been waiting for your flower to bud from underneath the snow for the day when i can gather around you like black clouds and find you as a pink seashell on clean sheets. but i.ve grown a beard since the floorboards last pronounced your weight because its something that lonely men do to befriend the quiet. and i.ve taken to watching the farmdust shift from behind my window. and i.ve taken to living my life on god's clock. you can light a candle if you need to see because i.m not sure if the lamp works anymore.
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l.haj