do we see the stars dying
this wrapping of air
a dirge standing still at midnight
a woman, a man, all of body
and bones trapped under living
this heavy heavy load
do we hear the voices quieting
here the unfeeling of words on lips
leave us stroked
Oh mother Oh daughter
Oh father Oh son
Oh brother Oh sister
Oh friend Oh friend
we must hold the bodies to mourn
but the ocean has them
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