Clearing out this crowded room.
See me so proud, dressed up to the nines, sipping dandelion wine.
Did it seem the sun would never set...
We'd stay young, forever blessed in our Sunday Best.
locked inside your purse.
Oh no... Not me.
For you see through me... It hurts.
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