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[Feb. 26th, 2023|01:57 am] |
Many of them will come,
Not just one, never just one,
Kids do know what we do not,
Many twilights will come.
The Moon is to shine while wolves are to wail,
Many twilights will come if they may,
There are those who stand in their way,
Not me, I am always the one to complain.
But you never do, standing in their way,
Why everyone knows the wind is bitter,
Now and then I get occasional mail,
Someone's got to do it, so you did it,
Even if there are so many of them, so many,
Who'd have thought it's even allowed by the grammar,
You do your thing, and I'll do the rambling,
And if it comes to that, I'll do the wailing,
So it comes, does it really come to that,
And if it does, let me stand with you,
Let me stand in your place, we can make it yet,
They say you didn't know, but I know you knew
That many twilights would come, but it's one too many,
I will never complain if you only let me
Skip the wailing, only this time, just once,
With so many of them, we still do have a chance |
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