U think u know me and who i am today
I won't recognise me on the morrow
But u don't know me do do you even know yourself
And are we spinning on this carousel ðŸŽ
Pages I have written in the stories of our lives
There's days we're buried under the weight of sorrow
But hope gives strength to fight another day
Lemonade bottle becomes bottle of wine
The taste becomes that richer thru the seasons
Do u remember the rainy day we met?
the Ghosts are passing now oh since I have left
(We never thought it would become a flooding )
Now that I'm leaving another winters on the way, the leaves are gone but they'll be back for May
The more things change the more they stay the same
And we can climb or get off this carousel 🎠there’s things We cannot change but I can help
I tried to write a story new chapters for my life
And
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