Adventures In Solitude

Balancing on
One wounded wing
Circling the edge
Of the neverending
The best of the vanished marvels
have gathered inside your door
More than begin
But less than forget
But spirits born
From the not happened yet
Gathering there
To pay off a debt
brought back from the wars
We thought we lost you
We thought we lost you
We thought we lost you
Welcome back

[The New Pornographer: Adventures in Solitude, from Challengers]

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