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fear the hardships of reaching age,
faster than expected, quicker than death,
lithesome agony turned hope to rage,
in yearning for the snow melted by your breath.
we did grow too quickly,
dreams and desires entwined,
spring's buds knocked out thickly,
the longing ran out aligned.
glistening nights and mornings after,
wild flowers under meadow stiles,
creates nothing but abundance of laughter,
and a great deficit of smiles.
what joy brings what is never shared,
the loneliest man is the queen of it all,
the words that was never ment to be aired,
suddenly revealed me from my pall.

how can you give an answer so sincere?
how can your voice be icy, yet so clear?
when there are still places in the universe,
we will never get to see.