Words that formed in my mind
Yet not passed through my lips
We are the wandering kind
Neither here nor there
Our times has passed
Let the new ones lead
The cycle continues
Blurring all into one
Thank you for the late night texting
The interesting teachings
And for those yet to be done
Never again would these happen
They are all just part of youth anyway
Yet not passed through my lips
We are the wandering kind
Neither here nor there
Our times has passed
Let the new ones lead
The cycle continues
Blurring all into one
Thank you for the late night texting
The interesting teachings
And for those yet to be done
Never again would these happen
They are all just part of youth anyway
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