You were somewhere on a distant shore
You left it as it was before
Caught wind of a panic, does woe have a limit?
Still something 'bout it's looking up
Or can an optimist self-destruct?
So wait it out, the road is winding narrow
It's all you have, I know you can't turn back now
I'll follow where your light goes
'Cause they don't know what we know
I love these photos of you! The lighting and sun flare is beautiful.
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