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It used to be a torture, the rivers in between, But they seem so quiet now, I've gotten used it,

I spent some days all alone, Banging my head on the walls, I tried to understand, I always got it wrong,

And the wind blows south wise now, Through the trees into the seas, it growls, Everyone's turning their heads like owls, And I'm ready to let go of this vow,

I'm not burned or mad at all, Walked that path not long ago, It took me some time to see, Some time to let colors show,

Your number I won't dial, Let me finish with a smile, For when the sun shines this bright It come across as vile,

I missed the sunset today, Walking down the waterway, But it will come again, Now I'm far from being affrayed,