This should have defined me, this and nothing else
I would have been corrupted within the depths of wonder
Would have the sun smiling down on me
The world moving beneath me
This above all would have settled
The ramblings that were forever untold
Sooner or later I would yet to realize
That this would be unquestionable
Haggling for what is left to grasp
Inundated by bits and pieces of me plus you
Have I been told to be as inquisitive or
Stand still to the silence of the night
I turn my face upward
Feel the rush of rain
I look up to you
And simply, silently cry in vain
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