The story
He stands again, but the ground still shifts.
He starts out flat on his back in the wreckage of a love that took the floor out from under him, then feels for the edge of himself in the dark. Little by little, he plants one boot, then the other, and the room stops spinning, though the place she left behind still leans into the silence. He can stand now, but he knows the next step still costs.
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Lyrics
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