So much to do
so little time,
So much to say
so few words,
Or so I say
you can see my wrists
I feel your pain,
Close your eyes,
I can read your mind,
this puzzled breath,
we long to solve,
this ancient potion
we want to dissolve,
what is the purpose?
Did I fly 7 seas,
just to see my mother cry,
Or the joy on her face
when I see her again,
So many questions,
if someone could answer,
Will someone descend,
when the blue skies open?
Or will this hope like broken,
Is this the Pandora's Box
or a knot tied too tight*
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