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down to the place you love the most
a small, brown bicycle seat
down to the places you knew the best
like ashes on your feet

tracing the path you knew before
small, brown loaf of bread
that you'd clutch in your arms
as you make your way
lead us back to truth
(one final truth)

now you go to sleep
while we
reconnect the last
with the colored pencils
but
i cannot reconstruct you
i cannot reconstruct you
i cannot reconstruct you

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