《Canvas》
Fall willing me to draw her color
Wind stirs, wind stirs
Leaves falling fast, the air is getting slow
It pauses, lapping loves
Feels alive where you paint gray on old brick wall
A womb with no windows
Like the place is red so you call home
A frame of leery weather
We linger in this cold
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