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Season's Gone

The generation’s pass now through your eyes The spirit of what is gone now will arise And in a better place free from lies A gentle spring is all I could ask for The softest rains and the mystical breeze Our hair would blow in waves like the oceans My backyard held adventures and mysteries The speed and light went racing past obstacles I can’t even see the past or my miseries The summer hit me and fled while I watched it go on Never knowing how we would be And in my darkness I am still weeping Consciously I’m constantly seeking Remembering days brought back from the seasons And feeling your spirit with me is healing The chill in the air passed through me so willfully My heart and stomach dropped down so distantly The luscious grays kept me from blending into A fall of emotions ranked with virility The winter reveals loss for our loved ones Its icy truth pushes strong while freezing the weak Some can go again with a mind full of optimism The rest will die alone with the meek And in my darkness I am still weeping Consciously I’m constantly seeking Remembering days brought back from the seasons And feeling your spirit with me is healing

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