I’m not angry. I’m still
Trying to figure out. Where to go from here
The crow’s call beckons me
onwards
But I always wait before I chase
The endless sky
And gentle thunder
clash like two candles
Finding their way in the dark
I don’t know how I can tell you
That I was never here to stare at the moon
But rather I lived in the symphony
Of a time gone by
Of far, far, away
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