Sole brillante su un lago profondo in una giornata tranquilla
Prompt
The Great Erasure.
The sun was bright, the lake was deep,
A promise that I couldn't keep.
It was never mine to hold or stay,
So let the nevermind lead the way.
I’ll leave the grass, I’ll leave the tree,
And set the heavy spirit free.
What wasn't mine can't leave a scar,
I’ll just remain exactly who we are.
