Don't Ever Stop Care

Come sit with me by the fire

on a cold starry night.

The flames will burn through the frozen heart.

And we will care

about all the things

we were afraid to give a damn.

Let the heart lament

the loss of kinship, the warm reaching hand of a stranger.

The kind words that cost nothing to share,

the wondering mind dares to ask but not answer.

The day you knew well who you are.

You are not dead yet, so don't ever stop care.

And the stars will cry

"It's simple to be still and shine".

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