judeleewrites

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I'm taking a ride with my best friend.

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I can feel it in the air, summer's out of reach. Empty lake, empty street, the sun goes down alone.

Don't look back, you can never look back.

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Is it ever gonna be enough?

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I'm tired, cynical and broken, but wiser. Heavy with a sense of resentment, but I used to be so much different.

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See the father bent in grief, the mother dressed in mourning. Sister crumples, and the neighbors grumble; Preacher issues warnings.

Listening for the hope, for a new life.

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It's been twelve years and I still think about this video editing sometimes.