Cosmos And Demos

I've never told this story to another living soul
 For fear it might awaken and the story would unfold
 Candles in a courtyard and a paper colored cat
 While demos danced on feathers and cosmos held the hat
 Next came their profession and a paper colored purr
 An umber armed albino and the crowd began to stir
 I slid behind a linden to swallow what I'd seen
 I slid behind a linden and to swallow what I'd seen
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 Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair
 Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air
 Threads of grass and thumbles, needles made of hair
 Leaves a dance that stumbles, limbs laughed in the air
 And on the day you fall, whose name would you call
 The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know
 How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow
 The only thing you taught me is the only thing you know
 How to start a fire once the umbers cease to glow