Its about time

It's time for me to forget and put away my dreams.
Open my suitcase and pack it with all my feelings and hopes.
Take it with me, out in the desert and bury it next to a weak tree.
Watch the tree
grow strong from all my love that you didn't want.
Go back home,
drink a glass of wather and thank heaven for the time we had.







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