That Spring
There was a day
The month was May
One end was awfully near
I did but fall
And felt so small
I lost what once was dear
And so the change
That felt so strange
Was meant to feel quite free
This life I knew
I bid adeu
To all that was just me
But what I had
Was not so sad
’Twas merely just a lie
I chose the truth
I’m living proof
My heart must sit and cry
But moving on
I walk along
To find what I can’t fear
Because my day
Comes back to May
The time again is here
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