Sun and a Song

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We long for those days

When the surface was strong

When the moon was still filling

Now the days press, prolong

Those days that were pounding

And those days I was wrong

And now all on our mind 

is the sun

and a song. 

The future

It moved me

Then future consumed me 

Avoid sitting in silence and forget how to ask

Until I could breathe,              

                

Then the worry s

                      u

                       r

                       passed.

And still now, I sit steady

My future not penned

Beginning is here 

With no sight of the end

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