In this life 

I should have let go,

The ones who wandered.

In this life 

Responding is lighter than reacting.

In this life

I see myself 

Growing taller and taller 

Yet, not by a single inch.

In this life 

I wish you well

And fulfilled with all that you took.

In this life 

I stayed still, 

Waiting, quietly 

For the autumn breeze to 

Soothe the burns 

Summer left behind.

In this life 

I hope 

To never turn around 

Or shed a parting tear.

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