Whatever is left over from yesterday
I gather in my head in the sun
After it's been digested by my dreams
As if discovering they're naked fleeing
After my angel has brought me back
Awake and warm in my bed
A little shattered a little joyful
And I can start to resemble myself
And stand up to slip into today
Today how I missed you
And how marvelous I didn't
Have to go looking for you again
Like a long-lost brother
Laden with gifts of light
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