I revisit moments in the past
With a vision of memories lagged
Like the one's in the Grandma's bag
When time was a point that everybody snagged
And your thoughts provided the path to the thoughts that we add
Long days suffer to the discontent of its own missing laugh
Wishing upon wishes for a sober path
But the trail was blurred by the vision of this drunken math
Bitter sweet, and sometimes sad
But I still believe
As I sit near the shores of change and follow the wind's speed
Captured by the steps of this untamed breeze
We dance a dance that makes the waltz easy to seize
A nervous kiss transformed into a gentle squeeze
Something to behold from the banks of this sea
A pain that goes further into the bosom leaving no place to flee
This pandemic befalls every captive eye that only wanted to peak
Growing more intense with every word that we didn't speak
A battle for the strong but the victory was for the weak
Because nobody knew the struggles that strengthened him underneath
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