Can I come back?
Tending to the animals
I've woken up a person
with desire.
Waiting for the old things
to come around again.
Will you let me in?
Softly what I want
Growth, I still think the same.
Time is not alive to me like you
Fishing off the edge for food.
How long can I look?
I don't want to be too long
Cut me off,
Before I wish you were gone
Cut me off,
The lies worn out
I can't tell you who I am.
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Author:
Dent Moses (
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