someone's stolen what i thought i didn't have
taken back by this loss of hidden past
leaves have fallen and now the winter shows
all has died here, except this single rose
does it matter if we walk away
are we laughing, our truth has gone astray
follow footsteps left behind in the snow
stand beside you, or so your shadow will know
this is weather falling from the sky
this is pleasure, on to another life

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