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Accordion spring back to me

Golden opportunity

Driving into hurricanes

I know that you are over it

Crippling anxiety

There's nothing left for you in this

Protected by parenthesis

I know that you are over it

Balance on your fingertips

I know it's not enough

Manhattan, cosmopolitan

Pleasantries, then let's begin

Flowers draped in history

I know that you are over it

Withered leaves of hickory

There's nothing left for you in this

Your wings are barely fluttering

Now that you are over it

What's the use in bickering

I know it's not enough