Hold me close, under this shade
it rains melancholy, I abhor
I am no longer party to this
and I have so grown out of it
if you have to push me away
let it be into the rains of pain
for that is familiar, and known
I find comfort in familiarity
But then, hey wait a moment
my dear friend, wake me
I have you here, let's set sail
watch the sunsets, and maybe paint
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