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Transience

As We Lose Sight of the Place We Once Longed For

The Bright Lights Around Us Began to Dim

I'll Remember You, at Least This Me Will

At 25,000 Miles Per Hour

In the Reflection of Your Eyes

For a Moment You Were Mine

More Happiness Than These Two Hands Can Hold

To Where the Traces of My Dreams Remained

And It All Came to a Halt