The Special Two by Missy Higgins

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i hide in daylight (fluffy)
unknown

to the rest

of
this forsaken planet

(oh, william)

i duck behind trees to
evade
your satellite x-ray vision

but

i'm still afraid
you can see
into my soul

and

you'll write down
all the darkness

you find there,

all the hasty moth-balls

and a heart that
tastes like rust,

flattened love
and

old rough wool...