| «When you return, I draw you near
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| Reassure, then disappear
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| A slight setback, a souvenir
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| But you’ve endured, persevered
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| A second guess will interfere
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| It’s obvious it’s insincere
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| Your success across the years
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| Concealed distress; |
| I kept you here.»
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| Weathered lines and scars, a tribute to the years
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| Turn back times lost on me
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| Bones ground down to silt, roding to absolve
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| Toiling, time’s lost on me
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| I’m carrying th weight of culpability
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| My cloud bears down upon you
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| Etched into my frame: ‘desolation'
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| Written in my name, a legacy
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| Sweeping over me, a consolation
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| Blissful melody, a misery
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| «I will remain with you, reframing points of view;
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| You will remain with me, pursuing symmetry.» |