Time
I can't complain
A point in life where all seems plain and fair
Enough probably is the word
I can't figure how much is taken from me
But I do see myself in the mirror
I see myself
Myself
And you
I can't figure where I would be now
Each small choice brings me to this present where I belong
There's no past, no other possible stream
Lucidity, more than never
More than I thought I ever could get
Sometimes I wish so much I could caress your skin
See what you want me to see
Touch your lips, go with the flow
You're soft, cold and warm
You're myself, drawn to circumstances
But all inside is a void
Filled my reality
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