The lavender flowers blossom quickly
And smile as the sun shines upon their roots
While birds hum their everlasting melody
As they are resting with their wholesome loot.
But when I return in a year and day
To the same familiar peaceful place,
The previously vibrant flowers pray
That the luminous star glows on their face.
And when I saw the vacant tree it became apparent
That the countless hours I spent searching
For those songs that made me content
Turned out to be nothing but vain attempting.
Ignoring the exact same location,
Time has changed everything and everyone.
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