These words that I write
Can’t be mine, they are too strong
It’s not what I am
—
Lost people and things
Can never be taken back
Leave the past behind
—
Crimson leaves, falling
Garcia Lopez canyon
Round as soup bowls are
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These words that I write
Can’t be mine, they are too strong
It’s not what I am
—
Lost people and things
Can never be taken back
Leave the past behind
—
Crimson leaves, falling
Garcia Lopez canyon
Round as soup bowls are