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Turning Point

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The turning point's coming closer,
And you wished that it'd be over.
The weight's too great
And you're too tired to wait.
It can't be seen,
Not even in a dream.
And it's hard to sleep.
It's too hard to sleep.
I just can't sleep.

What's in the room?
Sweet rose perfume.
It can't be seen,
Not even in a dream.
The weight's too great
And you're too tired to wait.
You've waited so long.
I'm sorry I'm taking too long.
I'm taking too long.

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nanatan You're currently reading the poem Turning Point, which was posted on Feb 14, 2011 by nanatan.

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