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Waiting for the Sunrise |
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It is all a wavy dream
These ups,
And these downs.
These memories.
These moments.
These wet salty drops.
So many moments.
All those visions.
All such sadness.
All so invalid,
For show and esteem
The few real, true, absolute moments
Filled with such a vast despair.
Salt in water,
And it dissapears.
Faded. Empty.
Those are my happy moments.
Ideas. Concepts. Wishes.
Only ideas in my mind.
Everything is a dream.
These woken moments,
The Memories of tomorrow.
But absent, untouchable,
Somewhere, my heart.
Somwhere, untouchable,
I cannot hear it even now. |
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