Dreaming Are Silly Lives Away
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Mark Heathcote
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We make webs of light.
And webs of dark
They bind us full of heartache and regret.
They bind us full of love and hope.
And yet we are all still dying.
Dreaming are silly lives away.
But every web is interconnected.
Every thread is linked
It's a winter pullover knitted
With knitting needles and yarn
I have worn the same one for so long.
It has both stretched and shrunk.
And sometimes all this at the same time.
Till one day it all untwines behind the skyline.
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