Letting go of the day

Nothing to seize
Left with just the remnants of a dream
Nothing to grasp
The right to expression curtailed by vocabulary
Nothing to give
When we're all just beggars in the golden city
Why did I call him a fool
When all I wanted was him to hold my hand
Nothing in return
Except the ashes and dust of this world
He was my friend
And I wept knowing he was leaving me behind
Nothing to know, but know that I am unable
Unable to let go
Because from where I came
Nothing is the river in which you wash it all away
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