please can you forgive me, or forgive me not
that's a tiresome question you seem to ask a lot
like water flowing down the endless stream
as you constantly search for life's perfect dream

does your world appear brighter on the other side
do you dwell on the thought against the evening tide
think pictures of summers without any care
It's yours to decide, cross the bridge if you dare.






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