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Sometimes everything becomes a sometime

Why don't you still believe me when I tell you
Nothing needs remembering?

I used to speak in fairy-tales
Those gossamer-winged and dew-touched mornings
But you wouldn't believe in honeyed lips
And you never walked upon the breeze
And you'd never laughed with the reckless abandon
That makes horizons disappear

Why won't you let me look into your eyes
When, sighing, you look out upon the rain and
Nothing needs remembering

Were my words words to you?
To me, they were nothings, liquid nothings
Breaths becoming breezes
Smiles becoming crackled laughter
And everything, the light of another world

And still, you stare into the rain
Where silence softly used to sing
And I cannot say anything
For Nothing needs remembering

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