When I looked back I realized it was what it was
Looking back I could cry tears of sadness
I could weep tears of joy
Looking back relevance to the gift fades
For the joy brought back plants the seed of pain
While the hope for the future leaves you forever anxious and
ill at ease
Abandon all hope!
Let willows weep!
Let this be
For this is all that is
And all that will ever be
As past meets its death
So you shall breath the only breath
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