Now that the time has come
Things have changed
I no longer feel the red
I no longer want the change
Is it a fear or a superstition
that keeps me from letting go?
I no longer have faith
In the goodness of man anymore
To bathe in the arms of your lover
To surrender to the need of the hour
Is this what is true,
Is this what we shouldn’t do
To truly live a moment of our lives?
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