your pain exudes
your sorrow flows
but no fumes, no water
can exceed to its power
for its mindful nature
thinks a careless venture
will i ever change a word?
we didn't, we never
exchange a word
much more a promise
for the future
why wait, why long
that's of no use
i know.
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