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Friday, February 24, 2017

Would They Ever Know?


Where did they go?
My words, my dreams
My love for silence
My love for moonlit nights

Through which little rays of light,
Through which fragments of hope,
Touched me swiftly
Caressed me gently
Would they ever know
That I am here
Awaiting their return?
Would they ever know
That I am still here
Awaiting their return?