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Who am to make you stay,
If you can disregard the night
And overstep the flaming day
When you are sure that you are right?
I scream and call, but you are gone
And who am I to make you stop
When all of your affairs are done
And you are climbing straightly up?
You're done with me and done with us
And none can keep you standing still.
The skin you've shed is on the grass
Like evidence of love you kill.
You move ahead erasing me
In journeys to the other day,
But I am back. Why don't you see
That only I can make you stay?
