November, it comes and it goes. All the hopeful come out in our winter clothes and the darkness falls early, but everyone knows the years come and go as they come to a close. There’ll always be sadness, there’ll always be snow, but there’ll always be someone who’s waiting at home. So forget all you learned and forget all you know. Remember, remember: you can always come home. The years go by quickly, so fast that you’re sick of the motion emotion rollercoaster you’re in. So ask me know questions, our time’s running thin. Move on from your sadness, move on from your sins.
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