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I’m rubbish at beginnings, Start in the middle and work back, So I’ll start at “I do” and go back to “will you?” Or maybe “hello”, ‘Cause I wanna go to all the places again, Throw myself off the ledge again, Just for the sheer thrill of falling. I wanna remember it all. I wanna remember The night we crossed the river, When I shivered like sodium street lights Reflecting and collecting half-written love letters I didn’t know how to write then, But maybe one day I might, And knew I’d never been out of my depth before, Never had my words ripped from my breath before. I wanna remember the pier, Clear skies, hair and smiles flung wide, Kite tails that flailed and donuts on fingers. I wanna linger…
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