In these years, I have seen nothing
So clear like an hour class full of crystals in the sun
Yet as foggy as a feeling you can't shake
Like a light-bound moth that weighs a ton
In these years, I have been something
Although it feels like some people see nothing
I have cleansed the dirty and served the poor
In lost April, there's nothing worse than boasting
In these years, I have had it all
I bought and sold it all as well
For the things I had before but wanted back
It'd be useful to have it at once in lost April
In these years, I have said goodbye to most
As these torn paths wind into powerlines
And those twist into lights burning our eyes
I lose it all in lost April and that's fine
Please tell me what you think
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i finished reading this for the third time about 10 mins ago and have been sitting at this comptuer starring at the screan trying to conjure up a constructive comment. and alass i haven't a damn thing. all i can say is that i thouroughly enjoyed this, very well written.
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wow. I think most people can relate to this. Having seen nothing, having been something, having had it all, and having had to say goodbye to most. I definitely know the feeling of having had everything and then suddenly lost it. It's a hard time.
Anway, I like the different things you get out in this, and the joint emotion you get in the end. Also, the repetition of "in these years" is really good. Great job!
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