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Oh how the days are long now
And we sleep beneath sparsely thatched reeds
And your bones reminded me
Of something my grandfather might of sung
At an old oak piano
Soft and grey
Salt stained keys

I heard the faintest cry
From the whimpering brine
As you called for your lost daughter
And all the heavy machines
Plead oh save but for me
When I am weak will you carry my bones
To a familiar ending
Or at least a dry place

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Ava Marie Poultney, Vermont

5 piece Indie from central//western Vermont. Collections of songs constructed from the memorable remnants of reoccurring dreams, and early childhood.

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