Starts with the 12th and the 15th

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Put on a brave face now, hustle your step

Sing not in the frequency matching my soul

Pack up your bags and come downstairs

It has arrived with dawn, the time to go

Forget it all: truths, lies, facts and acts

Weep not one more time, miss the glow

The treasured memories were overrated

Dreams did not have the chance to grow

What it may have been and what it really is

Do not fool your eyes covering what is known

Unfold your wings, sail tempestuous skies

Listen to the wind whisper, this was not home

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