Years go by
Yesterdays made from our tomorrows
Yellow soul begging for more
Yes I feel happy
You make me feel free
Young and innocent
Yearning for a moment only to take in the view
Yards and miles of open, endless blue sky
Yet we are only observers
Youth makes us naive
Yells numb to our ears
Yielding us in our pursuit not
~Teara♥
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