Blossom
And now I remember the blossom,
On trees,
The petals that fell,
Like our childish whispers,
I remember the fear of running late,
Running last,
And when I see blossom now,
I touch it,
hold it,
And wonder why I am crying.........
And now I remember the blossom,
On trees,
The petals that fell,
Like our childish whispers,
I remember the fear of running late,
Running last,
And when I see blossom now,
I touch it,
hold it,
And wonder why I am crying.........
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