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It's been a while now,For many moons, I've thought of you,But time is an ever changing tide,Washing away my memories, my sorrows, my vivid dreams.I try not to think much.Let me be.Dumbed down.Fitting around.But the worst days are when I do,When I think of you.The days I cry myself to bed,The days I think of you until all the emotion is dead.I think of you, and all the slipped moments that pass like trains,Of all the momen...
