Turn around

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We are feathers in the wind.
I can feel me flow through the air.
We twirl around nearly effortlessly.
What's next? No one really cares.
I'm so stuck inside my dreams,
Until the storm will rise.
Everything is happening so naturally,
If I break there's no disguise.

Please forget me,
Forget my name.
I can't stop anymore,
And I will not turn.
I'll never turn around.
I'll never please you again.

When everything crumbles,
Hold me close and hug me tight.
Everything seems so new,
This place doesn't feel right.
The night sky feels so different,
Let's make our own constellations.
If nothing ever works for us,
We should praise our emotions.

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