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-            <p><span class="line">And you were there in the start of it all</span><span class="line">and you folded your <a href="cold-wind.html">hands like little doves</a></span><span class="line">that would fly away like an afterthought</span><span class="line">and you turned to me the window light on your face</span><span class="line">and you asked me something that I did not recognize</span><span class="line">like a great throng of people who are not you</span><span class="line">and I asked are we in a <a href="boar.html">church</a></span><span class="line">and you answered with the look on your face</span><span class="line">of someone <a href="roughgloves.html">grieving something gone</a> for years</span><span class="line">but that they had been reminded of</span><span class="line">by a catch in the light or in someone’s voice</span><span class="line">and I think maybe it could have been mine</span><span class="line">and I looked away thickly my head was in jelly</span><span class="line">and I didn’t get an answer from you but I got one</span></p>
-            <p><span class="line">I looked at the man in front of us with glasses</span><span class="line">he was speaking and holding a book</span><span class="line">and I didn’t understand him he was far away</span><span class="line">and I could tell I was missing something important</span><span class="line">and you nodded to yourself at something he said</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">And you were there at the start of it all</span><span class="line">and you were there at the end bitter as a <a href="last-passenger.html">nail</a></span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">and you folded your <a href="cold-wind.html">hands like little doves</a></span><span class="line">that flew away like an afterthought</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">when you turned to me and the window light</span><span class="line">on your face when you told me and I did not</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">recognize you in the throng of those who</span><span class="line">are not you and I asked <a href="boar.html">are we in a church</a></span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">and you answered with the look on your face</span><span class="line">like birds <a href="roughgloves.html">caught in a snare</a> like on a voice</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">and I think it might have been my voice</span><span class="line">and I could not do but look away my head</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">was not my head anymore or hold my thoughts</span><span class="line">I never did get an answer from you but from</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">the <a href="worse-looking-over.html">man on the radio</a> murmuring all night</span><span class="line">and I couldn’t understand him so far away</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">and I could tell I was missing something important</span><span class="line">and you nodded to yourself at something he said</span></p>
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