So it's now time for change.
It'll only take a few small steps.
An early sunrise, the polishing of frets.
Preparing the day, channeling my thoughts,
To become all I ever wished for,
And to enjoy life a little more.
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But what about when the sparks die out
And the embers turn to grey?
What about when all I feel is doubt
When you don't look at me the same way?
As the last flimsy page flipped of our fickle love story, the flicker of our memories flashed in a flurry before my eyes, fading as they delved further into time. Suddenly I was taken for a ride to depths I had almost forgotten; transported to the scent, the untouched scene, the place where every single thing was exactly where it had once been.
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