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Caught in the maze of a granted wish as your colors restored a slice of my fate



A thousand lonely nights longing for you

 And a quarter of a year to erase the doubt



To open up while it closes in

 To see if it would make any difference



A season into the chasm of our carelessness

 To find out what the future holds



We might be guilty but at least we tried

 And wherever life may lead us



Like a river that runs to the sea I will retain those memories