Bear Quartet

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rate me

going home across the crisp fields

for the last time chill crawls in

streets where a whole life's been

up til now darkening

no kids scream no play

some dead leaves reel around

like old troubles

they sneak up from behind

you halt and you wait a while

let them pass you by

all the good things to keep

keep you here waiting

all the bad scenes on repeat

to keep you chased and chasing

home is all boxes

bigger when empty

but no safety surrounds you

one last look around goodbye

maybe you took the best of me

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