Written 06.27.09
I can hear it calling through the howling winds.
It always reminds me of my unfortunate ends.
So many places I'll never see again;
so many things that have already been.
I can hear it still calling through the howling winds,
but I can't erase time, I can't come again.
I have all my memories, but they only make it worse
to know I can't come back home again.
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Amazing
No such words can be enough so all I say is
BRAVO


