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May 2015
The long summer nights are cold, my love,
The long summer nights are cold.
The yellow sun dips behind the tall trees, my love,
It dips and sinks low beyond the horizon.

Where are you my love?
Where are you?

You lost your chance of freedom, my love,
Yes, my love, you lost your chance to live free.

I know where you are, my love,
I know where.
I can't come there, my love,
I can't come there.

Your courage failed, my love,
You failed and failed me.

Yet, now that you are lost to me, my love,
I am free, free to be me.

Free to travel
The worldwide sea.

Ah, it could have been you and me, past love,
But now it is just me
Utterly, perfectly free.
Written by
Jennifer Brown  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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