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Strange, to find myself

always arriving at places I've been

two years

Too late.

Always on the way to where I'm at an

meeting myself there finally in memory.

I wish I had been there

In the car, when you held my hand

and tried to put your heart in it.

Had looked you in the eyes and known the way the streetlights reflected

A mirror is always cold,

nightblinding with was

and

the script never changes

and

the most beautiful coffins

remain in the earth.