Submission
So here we are, wishing this could last,
Unforgettable experiences, of sorrow in our past,
Being what we are, and scared to show the truth,
Meaning to let go now, would that be uncouth,
If time was our friend, oh the things that we could share,
Seeing all the things of light, could give us quite a glare,
Since there aren't too many things that we would enjoy,
I feel like we were taken over by a viceroy,
Oh how things they could be different,
Now why don't we just give our
SUBMISSION
Unforgettable experiences, of sorrow in our past,
Being what we are, and scared to show the truth,
Meaning to let go now, would that be uncouth,
If time was our friend, oh the things that we could share,
Seeing all the things of light, could give us quite a glare,
Since there aren't too many things that we would enjoy,
I feel like we were taken over by a viceroy,
Oh how things they could be different,
Now why don't we just give our
SUBMISSION
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