I Wonder
I wonder if and when the time will bend
To the whims of the depths of my heart
There would be no hurt or loss
Nor jelousy, hate, or lust
Forget the betrayal and the second best
The lingering pain of last night's mess
In my time, things turn yellow
Just like the sun and the summer mello
That's when the world will rest, the stir will set
I wonder, can it be done
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