Keep Me Present
We live this reality together, and can walk side by side Basking in your presence, feeling the fleeting of time It slips away without me, for I am not here with you, at least not right now Shackled by the past, begging to be let go When trapped in a place so many moons away, But yet I haven't and moved at all How can one expect me to hear the bird songs, On your beautiful summer day Over the haunting sounds of me Clawing my way back to the present
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