* What will I leave behind *

If I could, that timid happiness now belongs to you.

Oh you don’t know what I’m talking about?

If I could leave you the sweetness of the late summer,

The juicy, extravagant fruity fragrance, sometimes with

The guilt of self-indulge

But I couldn’t,

So I wrote it down,

I carve that into the paper fibre,

To the hard disk

For you

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