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You've grown up so much since I saw you all those days ago
You've matured significantly since our last meeting.
Still got that look about you still got those things that we know
You still possess familiar qualities and characteristics.
Red gilded place in the woods and the words that were said
There's a special, adorned place in the woods where significant words were spoken.
Black twisted branches that hid all the things that we did
The hidden actions are obscured by dark, twisted branches.
You threaded wasps on to string and you gave them to me
You created a delicate arrangement of wasps on a string and gifted it to me.
You touched the edges of their wings and the insides of me
Your touch explored the edges of the wasps' wings and reached deep inside of me.
All of the years make a picture that's faded and bright
Time has created a picture that's both faded and bright.
All of the years make us different and faded and bright
Years have shaped us into beings that are different, yet still marked by the passage of time.
Bring back the bodies and lay them out for me
Yearning for a return of the experiences, memories, or perhaps the people of the past.
Smooth down their crisp clear white wings in the morning
Gently caring for the bodies, symbolized by crisp clear white wings, in the morning light.
Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies
Recalling the vibrant colors of life, represented by yellow and black bodies.
Lay them out slowly and string them up gently for me
A slow and gentle process of laying out and stringing up these memories or experiences.
Small piles of sticks built up like temples to time in the sun
Building small structures like temples with sticks, capturing moments in the sun.
Beds of green leaves laid out where fear and O negative burn
Creating symbolic beds of green leaves where fear and negativity burn.
Strange to see you in a suit but your shoes are still red
An unusual sight of someone in a suit with red shoes.
Strange to see you at the front after all that you said
Contrast between appearances and past declarations, especially being at the front.
Your face changed a long time ago
A shift in the external appearance, but the core remains the same.
But you're the same underneath this sleet
Beneath the changing surface, the essence is constant despite external challenges.
That whirls around like a line between worlds
An atmospheric description of a swirling boundary between different worlds.
And there are birds in here singing lullabies to me
Birds singing lullabies about bodies, you, and shared experiences.
About bodies and you and me and all that we've seen
Reflection on the shared journey and the witnessed events.
And you and all that you've seen
Acknowledging the experiences and perspective of the other person.
Bring back the bodies and open them for me
A desire to revive and examine the past experiences or memories.
Lift out their shimmering hearts in the morning
Gently extracting the essence or emotional core from these experiences in the morning light.
Bring back the yellow and black of the ocean
Recalling the vivid colors of the ocean, symbolizing the richness of life.
Let me out slowly and sing to me coldly
A plea to be released slowly and serenaded with a cool, detached demeanor.
Bring back the yellow and black of the bodies
Revisiting the vibrant colors of life and experiences embodied by yellow and black bodies.
Let me in slowly and string me up sensitively
A request to be embraced gently and sensitively, like stringing up memories.
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