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Love needs its hour in the sun
Or like a flower it will fade.
But happiness depends upon
The proper mix of light and shade. Or like a flower it will fade
Into the wall of unpicked dreams.
The proper mix of light and shade
Takes more courage than it seems. Into the wall of unpicked dreams
Love fades, afraid to speak. This poem
Takes more courage than it seems.
You're fading, too, when you come home.
Love fades, afraid to speak this poem.
But happiness depends upon
Your fading, too. When you come home,
Love needs its hour in the sun.
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