Oft times life is cruel and ruthless
Well calculated decisions collapses before your eyes —
Tear drops drag all your hopes
Into distant oceans;
Leaving you red soul distraught.
I met myself this morning,
standing under a cold bridge in the city;
Tears in my eyes, a faded flower
in my hands
Oh, woman, my soul, dream brighter again
Oh, mystery child,
don’t let the flame in you die. We
gonna be alright. Things fall apart, things grow again
Things fall apart, things grow again, things grow again
Season Of Becoming | 2022
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