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At last in the trembling leaves This bone-cage slips away Lost in the shivering trees Your absent voice is clay Last breath of green First breath of stone Sweep this cage of bone Hungry for your desperate dreams I hold exhaustion close The shining world is all that it seems I fall in love with ghosts Whispering to you Through reconstructed teeth A cage of bone in the greenless wreath Last breath of green First breath of stone From Letras Mania