Same
On aching feet my smile stands
I've grown a crutch to hold my grin
but when you're here it isn't planned
my joy is yours a full cup brim
Who are these souls
I call my own
I clock bell sings and rings and tolls
telling me what I've long known
All things working
and yet they stall
when earth is green and sun is lurking
you do not notice the cold at all
The love is empty and so I roam
but only air is there to blame
when will my heart see you home
when will I rest in what was the same
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