There isn’t much left,
The skies didn’t shift,
The wind is silent,
Waiting for the moment
The queue to move!
But, for now everything is silent.
Soon, they will become defiant.
Soon, I will look into your eyes
And see the sea of endless possibilities.
Filled with “hellos” and “goodbyes”
That never tends to darken the night
And forever feeling the warmth of your embrace for the first time!
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