The Rest of Larry at
Rest
Looking off from this
mountain at the night
Thinking of every
woman I ever wifed
Fiery love we shared
and declared
Dancers cutting star
trails through the sky
We did what we did and
did not lie
Except to say we thought
that it would last
Considering all that
happened in the past
Looking off from this
mountain at the night
Sky of love and hurt
city beyond so bright.
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