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If you’re after excitement, steer well clear of me.
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I’m here, as if I never left,
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Maybe hope is the same as breath—part of
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Why do we treat the fleeting day
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when you’ve become like those horses
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Forget the years that only grow harder
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the stars spin from darkness, a
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and the wave
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Suddenly I realize
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to see life beyond the verb to see
