"I not know the difference between impressionism and expressionism. To me, both seem one and the same. They both take my breath away..."
I thought of you,
As the day begins,
And you are not nearly here,
Can't put into words,
But the sun shined anyway..
I can't go back,
So I put my hat on,
Quietly I let myself into the day,
Left home with a cup of coffee,
Watched as the door closed behind me...
Trodding on the fallen leaves,
Like stepping on different memories,
I'm always a little too late,
What can I say?
Maybe someday I'll make my own fate...
I don't know much,
I don't know where my favorite pair of socks went,
And you are not nearly here,
Can't put into words,
But I think of you...
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