Crying

Taking time with pictures of a baby
Making gestures, dressed in a costume, looking familiar
Holding hands, three brothers and a sister
Counting ghosts for our reunion
Can we go home soon?

Does it have meaning?
Do you have feelings?
Do we get older? get boring?

Did it escape me?
The web that made me
Has spun its name on my changing



Credits
Writer(s): David Imhoff
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