Far From the Moment

Nights are getting cold now
that’s the time for sharing the warmth
that’s the time those old fears face the other way

What even am I
now that I’m not real
I know that I am cold

it must be hard to watch
me turn around and around
so far from the moment

You left your clothes
cold on the floor
you shiver long and slow

Another year of confused memories

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