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let it be another time by Puma Perl

let it be a burning candle
let it be the torn brown couch
let it be the moon
as it creeps into the window,
let it be the purple pillow
lying on the floor,
let it be the next to the last
time, let it be forgotten.
let it be remembered,
let it sleep all afternoon

let it happen one more time

all she wanted was another
all he ever needs is more

imagination rules on Sunday
needles dig into her back
AC/DC brings her comfort
flies right into the door

she’s already planned the next one
before the night is done
nothing matters is the mantra
thunder lightning letters roar



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