It was cold
I didn’t see the end
Yet I was sure of myself
Now it’s over
And starting again
And I’m lost
This isn’t in my control
I’m climbing through life
Mildly aware of my strings
It pleases you to forgive and
forget
Am I to accept this and move on
Or do I resume our conflict
Can both happen at once
With new history comes a new line
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