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Locusts
Take me to still water’s edge
we can catch the stars in cups
and get drunk on how life used to be
we, an ever-growing locust swarm
never sated, always wanting
take us to still water’s edge
play your siren’s song and bring us home
let us fill that lake until
there is nothing left of us
but the pure and dead night sky
Thrush's Song: Project
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