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The Time Has Come
The knowledge drags me down to the floor
Whatever you do, don’t write it out loud
Don’t give it a life, find any distraction
Too painful to process and look in the eye
Tears drown our eyes, blurring the scene
Reality hovers on our shoulders, demanding to be heard
The minute has come, you need to walk out the door
If only for now, please not forever
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Charlotte Cooper
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