Petals

[00:06.54] Changes will continue, but I'll never give in to
[00:11.66] The woman that you've assumed me to be.
[00:16.92] Thought that I had seen you,
[00:19.62] Could feel me beneath you,
[00:22.23] Beneath a distant longing
[00:28.21] To arrive.
[00:33.78] There'll be no more waiting,
[00:39.52] No sorrowful blaming.
[00:44.93] I'm sitting right where I've wanted to be.
[01:33.33] I am and I am not
[01:36.58] These petals pressed into
[01:39.25] These pages unnumbered.
[01:42.19] I am and I am not.
[01:44.84] But then I remember.
[01:48.39] And when I remember,
[01:51.07] It seems that I become more of what I remember.
[01:56.08] Which is not necessarily insanely related
[02:01.08] Or jaded or tainted by bleak memory.
[02:07.70] In fact I'm enjoying
[02:13.23] The lifting of morning,
[02:18.37] These petals intended for giving release.
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