it's hard to keep a heart close

when it's always kept closed

it's goodbye sinking into the snow

you should have called back

you should have wrote back

spoke back

thought back

i don't mind maybe

you are old

and ailing

you are blind

and aiming

growing younger

and that'll be the last thing you do is

strike out

child

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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