Come wayward souls,
Do you know what you're doing?
What needs to happen
Is something no one wants to do.
He takes the lantern
And looks at the treetops
And knows he needs a new tree.
So it's you.
And me.
Come wayward souls,
The light is getting closer.
No one's getting younger.
Just blow the lamp,
End the fight.
Don't worry about me.
I will be fine.
Come wayward souls.
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Why Not Pretend
PertualanganThis is the third book in my trilogy. WARNING: READ THE OTHER TWO BOOKS FIRST. They are called Autumn Colors Fall (book 1) and Come Wayward Souls (book 2). Happy reading!
