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Uncomfortable, I park the car, forcing a smile. |
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Distract the conversation from the reason we’re here. |
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Dead stalks of roses in storm fallen jars. |
| [01:01.58] |
A wealth of new neighbours in misshapen grass. |
| [01:14.02] |
I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be here. |
| [01:26.35] |
Why did we come here? |
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I can’t distance the image of what’s physically here, |
| [02:16.24] |
And all that we are walking on and what’s underneath. |
| [02:28.06] |
Read only the closest, read only the clear. |
| [02:40.71] |
A life disregarded, three steps too far. |
| [02:53.07] |
I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here. |
| [03:05.26] |
Why did we come here? |
| [03:19.74] |
So I visit you. Am I talking to you? |
| [03:30.49] |
Do you hear me? Do you see me? |
| [03:42.70] |
Do you feel me? Can you hear me? |
| [03:53.47] |
I don’t know. |
