quiet goes the day before us,
with our future in our hands.
and the light that filters down,
breaks apart at our feet.
without question we are sacred,
with what’s left let’s make amends.
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quiet goes the day before us,
with our future in our hands.
and the light that filters down,
breaks apart at our feet.
without question we are sacred,
with what’s left let’s make amends.
