and all these temporary moments
but we crave permanence, don’t we?
i think that may be what makes us human
all these losses
broken promises
little hurts
deep wounds
stem from that desire
and the reality of truth
is always winning
say hello
wave goodbye
each night
each hour
each minute
say hello
wave goodbye
the morning glory
has just one day
to bloom
say hello
wave goodbye
but look
how she loves
the sky
.
.
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