Not that you don’t know this…

But nobody’s listening as loudly as me.

To you.

You keep leaning against me, but to be honest,

I don’t feel you.

I thought you had plans, man.

And I’ve heard your thoughts,

So I know you’ve been scheming

But what good is long life

If you spend it up, dreaming?

Come Winter, I expect more from you.

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