i don't trust that i would walk away.
and i do know that i should.
something wicked this way comes.
but also something new and good,
with patience,
always patience.
and i now know what they meant when they said the thrill is gone,
because it all just seems to fade away,
and pass the time, now.
and nothing more.
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