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i cross the line and see a face that can't be mine through a long long night to find a place where we all thrive where every frail thing can survive where we can live this dream of life in a dim blue light she saw his eyes give up the fight a hand finds mine traces answers on my spine from malignant to benign in the midnight smell of pine walk, walk, further than you'll ever know walk, walk, into the snow a great divide i didn't know her best friend died drawn in black-light chalk her ankles tied in flower stalks we need a place where we can talk just need a place where we can talk into our handkerchiefs into both our handkerchiefs into our handkerchiefs into both our handkerchiefs walk, walk into the snow From Letras Mania