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In Spades

from Continuations by Ivy Dye

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Brothers born in white light always have time
In youth they will be kind and won’t disown
Firm hands and rare harsh words never touched ears
Brother wash your hands now for the evenings

All I want is you right here
To save me from my danger years

Pull knives on me, hang me at night
Arm up your wit, that razor sharp slit

Brothers born on wrong coasts will face low tides
In time they will both drown from the pinpoints
Flimsy in their footing they will draw marks
Brother stick your blade here, make a fresh wound

Pull knives on me, hang me at night
Arm up your wit, that razor sharp slit
Pull knives on me, hang me at night
Arm up your wit, that razor sharp slit

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from Continuations, released January 19, 2013

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