Seize the second
for the heat will fade
and, then, we'll shed
all our hopes away.
Once thy fears pass,
look for the right thing to say
and remind me of how
it all got carried away.
So blow the winds.
Turn the Earth.
Forget and forgive me, if you may.
But thine are the tears
that cast this sorrow
upon the bright light of my day.
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