Tuesday, 18 December 2018

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Now I'm already conscious
that you've moved on,
that you're completely gone,
that all those days had become a distortion.

Even though I miss some things
I must say it's been slowly healing since yesterday,
that in order to successfully fly away
they need to be ready, I mean my wings.

Some days ago I perceived evolution
in my words there has been a revolution.
My outfit has been changing,
a shift in paradigm I've been facing.

But although I may remain the same,
quintessential indeed was to be fair,
to admit the mistakes I had made,
and to assume that a relation isn't a game.

Now I'm already conscious
that it's time indeed to move on
that I must accept you're completely gone,
that it's time to start whistling a new song.

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