I
no because your soul is invisible to me
and I cannot follow a cipher
any more than a deceased gentleman
twisting at the end of a rope can remember his past
II
still will you come with me now angel
I beg you
because we dare not risk some stark loneliness
enveloping us
like a snowstorm
III
once we had a future
beyond blindness
like the sun
rising in the east before the evening sadness in the west
did we not angel
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