In books lies the soul of the whole Past Time: the articulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and material substance of it has altogether vanished like a dream.
Thomas Carlyle
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Wisdom
To others the pain was obvious The colours of shame a bruise -
Unjust
Abuse of trust can't be wiped
I can't remember why I chose to say goodbye I'm terrified of
What I
Might have severed
I tried to forget the drowning truth Lashing inside my sea of
Youth
Life seemed a fair sacrifice for peace
I can't remember why I chose to say goodbye I'm terrified of
What I
Might have severed
I ended up too high But never learnt to fly
So coming down I'm very thankful (you were there)