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Days Go By


Days go by and still I think Of where I’ll go and what I’ll be My heart screams when is it my turn to reach the key?! Trails of whispers fall beneath Those tumbling leaves of crisper; I witness and devour Just as time freezes to the hour Hope cannot reign below As new leaves begin to grow A miracle alas! Again, time took control Days go by but I no longer have to think Of where I’ll go and what I’ll be Because the answer was given Within just a blink
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