𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
Too little
Too much
Just right
Time of our lives
Is all we've got
Nowhere to look
Everywhere to run
Somewhere to disappear to
Time of our chances
Is all we have
Nothing to lose
Everything to gain
Something to sacrifice
Time of our seasons
Will you give me some?
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