Not the last time.

I should not fear speaking to you,

I’m just always so afraid that this time will be the last. 

Everything is changing,

I feel the earth move now.

The breeze passes my face and I have seen something ahead of me. 

Something I know that soon enough won’t contain you. 

I hope one day I can make you proud of the man I am. 

Please don’t die.

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