Bygones

Let bygones be bygones.

Let all those questions that once made us cry

And turn a blind eye to what we were,

Settle into self-made answers

Of who we are now:

Two girls who seem to have changed

With the march of the seasons

Pulling us away from former cold truths

And sweeping us up with the new tide

That brings warmer weather, but also residual sand

Sticking to who we are now

As we try to make amends.

–Written by Sandy Heights

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