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How did I find you?
Did I remind you of the boy at the Louvre?
Watching you move
I don’t know, for five hundred years
Out of the furnace into the forest
And the harvest of my youth
Tell me the truth
Do you, does anyone, anymore?
I’ve come to believe if a man does his deeds
While he’s missing wine
He’s already died, he’s already died, a hundred times
Did you remember seven septembers of sacred rendez vous?
Spreading… only for you
Do you remember tipping the vendor and how we used to groove
Spreading… only for you