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Stuff has happened over this holiday period
that’s made me think of a lot of things,
how the gems in your eyes are less emerald;
this past season has been like a year of autumns.
And I can’t quite bear it.
Truly, we are all running from something;
yet from where, and to, I cannot say.
And as the sky pinks a little, and the larks begin to sing,
think upon us, for what we shared, may
we yet again. There is no beauty in this pain.
How to miss something never gone,
and hence, from where, to carry on?
that’s made me think of a lot of things,
how the gems in your eyes are less emerald;
this past season has been like a year of autumns.
And I can’t quite bear it.
Truly, we are all running from something;
yet from where, and to, I cannot say.
And as the sky pinks a little, and the larks begin to sing,
think upon us, for what we shared, may
we yet again. There is no beauty in this pain.
How to miss something never gone,
and hence, from where, to carry on?
