Our Years

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Clear skies on the outside besides

 

the whirlwind taking over inside

 

Everyone else sees you as a kind man

 

but I want to know you, see you all the time and

 

what will it take for you to imagine me beyond my youth

 

Sometimes truth is lost in everyone else’s views

 

But we could laugh and share our minds, our hearts, our fears

 

instead of being fated, separated by our years

 

 

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