Time To Go
My heart keeps a secret,
Words that I will leave unanswered,
Souls are impulses that bring harm,
Thoughts that have passed half the world.
My mind languishes in the night,
And the heart greedily asks for changes,
And everyone calls me rooks
To go somewhere and without explanation.
The closer autumn is, the more acute it is
Somewhere I want to escape,
As if someone were suddenly faster
He runs to see me off.
My soul's impulses are not clear to me,
That require me to go
But autumn is closer and sharper
I want to go somewhere.
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