The Golden Bird That I Forgot Last Yesterday

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karlity
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Day by day the other world
Follows me around,
Making sure the clock is slow,
It keeps me safe and sound.

But as the timeless weeks go by
I can't seem to remember,
If I came here yesterday
Or the sixteenth of last November.

My mind is getting cloudy,
My skin is turning grey,
My fading eyes a sign of taking
My memories away.

So if next time I don't recognize
My beloved yellow bird,
Don't forget that I still love you,
Even though my brain is blurred.

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