
I watched my joy flutter away
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Like a butterfly
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As I waved goodbye to something tangible
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To something meaningful
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While spirits mocked my lack of compassion for myself
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For (me)
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Half moon spoke (ed) to my soul
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My ancestors tried to reach out to me
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Through the dirt
A flower
The sun
And the rain
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Strangers gazed at me
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As if they knew me and could see my bones
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The ones I’ve buried
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And I watched myself
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Walk away from me
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And I waved
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Goodbye