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How shall I live without you
without being who I have been,
without the shelter of these walls
now darkened into a cell?
I have worked so hard to build this temple
only to find that my gods have changed.
So much has been built here.
I still can't believe
I am tearing all this down.
Then there will be nothing,
nothing but rubble.
And space to rebuild.
Let me tell you I am afraid.
Let me tell you
I don't know how to do
what needs to be done.
Driving a winding road
I open my mouth
and let a shaky bird wobble
free to fly.
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