It’s true. I have no time. And overwhelming winter
Has taken me apart. And you
Will say goodbye in fading whisper
And take your path, which hides the light
Into the ever shining shadow of your smile, —
The glowing miracle of God’s delight
Before the human beauty. I will cry,
And laugh and beg you not to go…
But you have given in to sense of duty
And what you must have done and should have known.
You’ll say some funny words in hesitation
And I’ll just listen to the sound of your voice
I know that Love is not my destination,
Just like I know that you have made your choice.
It s true
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