This air stirrs in me
something long forgotten
A power of knowledge that
things change
And a surrender of peacefulness
to the hoplessness of it all
To become cold and then warm again
is a vicious cycle, but always a welcome change
To sing like the morning canary
and then to master her
is a human impulse, is it not?
Do not insult me with your existence-
How can you go on?
You live and die without consequence
No one will remember you.













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I like how you made Spring's existence almost futile. And ending it with "no one will remember you." I feel so sorry for Spring XO lmao
And lines 9-11 is just
You're such a freaking good writer wtf! lol I
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Yeah, allergies suck balls. X/ I've been taking Claritin since mid-March to prepare and so far so good. I cough a whole bunch and my voice is definitely not in singing condition, but I'm not sneezing and watering all over. So I recommend!! XD
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鰤子 しましょう!
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