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With closed eyes I weep
for each day never to come
for the hours I’ve lost in sleep
for all the times when I was utterly numb

 

For each day never to come
I hold nonce nearer
for all the times when I was utterly numb
I can now see my time spent clearer


I hold nonce nearer
I make each budding moment last
I can now see my time spent clearer
because not too long from now, we both will have past




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