Voices whisper, thoughts awaken, the wind whistles in it's way,
Waiting for the closure of just another day.
What's done is done, it's left behind, no one can try to change,
Wether it left two strangers friends, or two lovers now estranged.
All folly done, all folly caught, all of the trust betrayed,
And now it's time to let it go, it's time to let it fade.
The story of today, and yet the story of our life,
And still we hold on to yesterdays, shirking all goodbyes.
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