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The Survives

Shane McCrae

And we divorced in the survives     and O

It was a comedy     and first you ever slept with me

And marry me and marry me and O

How fat I used to be

The mountains were not mountains and

The snow we drove through sudden and

The mountains were not mountains every     and an if     as in

You if you loved me     if you loved me

we / Pulled over     and the snow was in the trees

As if the snow and not the trees

were living were / The living thing     the branches did not change

The snow fell     from the branches in

The wind and snow

the twigs by the road were dry enough to burn

It does not matter if we change

Shane McCrae

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