like sheets of falling rain in spring
of a midnight castaway dream.
Forgetting all that was in the past
slipping away so very fast
understanding that nothing is ever to last.
slipping away so very fast
understanding that nothing is ever to last.
A sea of endless hopes
hanging haphazardly from silver ropes
"can you hear the future?" she wrote.
hanging haphazardly from silver ropes
"can you hear the future?" she wrote.
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