Past through the dusk with the crowds standing between us. This path won't show you the future unless you walk through it.
There you are, sat down next to me. Told me about everything, then you promised me about next year. Clouds won't be alone, the sun won't be sad at all. Neither you did the opposite. When the clouds used to add the color of the dusk, but you painted it grey. Then you ask the sky, the sun, looking for the reason. But it won't be there, the wind blew it up. Just gone.
Now you become the storm, shouted to the ocean, hit the mountain, make it dark. It should be cloudy, but you won't find it anyway. There won't be rain, there won't be you the next year.
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