Wonders of Remaining Days / Original: Tuesday, August 25, 2009 at 6:22pm
For a short moment, I thought it may happen
Last chance to ramble on random streets
Across the unknown places of far away
But as usually it vanished and won't return
It's time to send summer to its way
Let the guaranty back to other's hands
A seems-too-short season has come to end
Now we put on chains and routine, again
Clear desire to send them once my gaze
Abrupt won't be accomplished, we can't pass the haze
Permanent won't get canceled by any cry or pleas
Fail known in advance, and I can only fall to my knees
We're being stuck, without an escape road waiting
Nothing can rescue from that powerful control
So if I could ask for one thing, something to be changed
I want to shortly glance them, and give a cozy hand
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