Do not make any fuss

Come my love

let us not wait for the time
that will be for us

let us not make any fuss

the cusp that our pathways make
will lead us apart

we must depart
chart our own ways
time never stays
at a place

life is but a race
this at least we must face

we are no one to tell
when time invites us together

only time knows when to expel

let us not waste
and complain
there is nothing to explain

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