Time fails me this night,
my mornings are too quick,
the chilled wetness aches my eyes from inside,
my center beats three times too fast, so panicked,
the seconds tick away before me,
there is so much to do,
an entire sea to hold in my arms,
sadness to tuck away in the folds of the earth,
I should get moving before it becomes late,
before it falls away,
I will have nothing to contribute,
I may grow too old to wander,
I may forget all I have dreamt.


Aqualung & Lucy Schwartz – Cold

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