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The Shins

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Seven days, a monday made
The mile to my house,
And had me do
A stroll with you.

Far below a furry moon
Our purposes crossed
The weird divide
Between our kinds

The silver leaves of ailing trees

Took flights as we passed
So long ago
But a short time i know.

It pleases me this memory
Has swollen up with age.
Even time can do
Good things to you.

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