I’ll return to the life I sank from

In a fearful spiral,

From the torn tapestry

Weaving itself back together

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In the wake of  mass agony  

When our stripes bleed as one,

I’ll resurface brand new

In the ebb and flow  

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When the earth has finished seething

And cursing our rise

And sweet melodies breeze

Through our pale blue summers

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I’ll return to the symphony

Crashing through the void

And babbling alone

In the encircling silence