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Can we stop, for just a minute?

I stroll back from the unknown,
where the heart is at ease,
as a plane drifts on into oblivion,
It's a sunny day.

Sneeze after sneeze,
I can't control myself,
Sometimes, words just feel right,
And I can't help but writing them.

I want to drift away,
Close my eyes,
and see worries dissolve,
I need this to stop.

Just for one minute,
That gorgeous minute of calamity,
That minute where birds fly,
and the wind blows your mind away.

It's a difficult thing to see,
And then it's all blurred in beauty,
I can't help but tell you,
love does it all.

I wish life could be like this forever,
like the first time you felt it,
like the first time your heart just knew,
that it had made it.

That after years of travels,
and pretty pictures,
it had found that feeling,
the feeling that we always wished for.

If I could freeze time,
I'd do it now.
And just take a picture,
to hold this time in memory,

as a memory,
that life was beautiful.

I say it historically,
because we repeat history,
and so I say with confidence,
Life is beautiful,
and it will continue to be, forever.

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