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Stillhound
think this way
A million different things
Spell last minute panic
But you choose not to
Youâd rather celebrate
Being together...
When I see you in this lightness
How can you claim to know
What was sacred to me
In time youâll think this way
Mere fault of circumstance
A fleeting glance entranced
Happiness became
The angry tyrant
When we were togetherâ¦