To: Rick, who is far away
Today, the sunrise made me older
And I am carrying yesterday
Like a child -
Maybe it will grow up
To be everything I expected
And maybe it will disappoint me
But for now, all I can do
Is hold it, love it, and hope
With all my might
That I do not regret the way
The sun sets upon it
(I don't regret a single day I spend with you)
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