I stand still like I am born to freeze
In every breath, my every pulse
Motionless me, yet restless me
You come to kiss every time
And vanish just in a blink
That you come every time, cant lose hope
And go every time, can't keep hope
You reply with a question, can't stay quiet
And question with an answer, forced to mute
Rooted to ground in your residue
Losing the anchor to your troughs
Yet standing firm in uncertain default
What's left of me is this show
Greetings ephemeral, farewells transient
You drift near my lifeline, born to Rove
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