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[used_songs]

I remembered them just in time to lose them forever. And forever, I have found, is a long time. I have had so many yesterdays, but I have come back to pick up this work again. Yesterday’s enterprise waiting for me, in chains again. Even though, in my more poetic moments, it tries to slither from my hands. Even though, in my manic moments, I cannot seem to think.

I’d thought my pain was done for now, but we’re just beginning.

“I forgot what you looked like,” I say, wanting to cry but not able to.

"It's OK," he replies.