i put him on a plane this morning. Christmas, his birthday and the start of the new year will pass between now and then. i need the breathing room.
i don't really know y we have 2 go
our separate ways
whether or not we grow
after the seeds r sown
only time can say...
but like a bird i'll keep on singing
a song that never leaves your mind
if nothing else u've taught me one thing
never cast ur pearls b4 the swine
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