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Time Away

 

I can’t be here, not right now
I’m due at dawn to take my bow
Though anger may seethe in your golden eyes
Don’t burn your world while I travel the skies

It’s a burden we all bear when a spirit runs free
But to chain yourself to guilt, the modern catastrophe
Give all you can and keep none for yourself
And once all is given may you find only health

This is not a farewell, goodbye or so long
If it were, with these words I would write you a song
This is only time away, a trivial thing
For outside may be winter but in my heart, always spring

May your life be as long as it should be
Don’t burden yourself with thoughts of death post-infancy
As for me I shall watch from up above
Flying free and returning as a dove

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