Days spent
Now gone like air
Wisps of pure nothingness
What is there now to show for them?
The gift
Is ours
Of new days to come, purer air
To breathe fuelling life
Of better kind
Just breathe
Days spent
Now gone like air
Wisps of pure nothingness
What is there now to show for them?
The gift
Is ours
Of new days to come, purer air
To breathe fuelling life
Of better kind
Just breathe
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