I’ve superimposed myself onto the shadow that you left.

Your fingers in my hair.

Your lullaby at my ear.

You hung the moon and stars.

My northern light.

I’ve superimposed myself on the shadow you left.

My fingers in her hair.

Your lullaby on my lips.

I paint the stars with your stories

My northern light

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