When I called out loudly into the august August
night
Your name came out from my throat like a missile
The force was enough to drain the light from the
stars
Giving us, finally, a truly black night
And that was the night before the morning I
buried you
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And your name allowed me to label and carry you
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Corn is like grapes. Corn wine!
Love this it is great.
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