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One More

I am another

Cry for humanity

That will die out

In a few month’s time.

I am another

Candle light march

That will get tired

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I’ve got two blue shirts folded in front of me on the bed covered with black as I fold the third. I’ve let the chiffon curtain fall over the window letting the orange dance into the room. I stop midway as I stare down at the pattern and memories printed on it. I can feel the five o’clock warmth wrap itself around me but only through the sweater of fifteen months ago. I gently trace the polkas and kalkas, afraid to erase the memories yet trying to reach them one more time.

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To My Dearest

To my dearest,

How are you?

Well, I hope?

Time is a funny thing, isn’t it? A language of its own; an emotion without boundaries. Somehow, they’re not just a part of you but, they make us too. And yet, we can’t have time ever… Have you ever wanted to catch time and hold on to it for just a bit more time? Like catching a butterfly on a summer afternoon?

Alas. Time is something that’s always there yet never ours.

Say, remember that impromptu drive to the mountains? Remember how the twilight wrapped us in an infinity as the sun set?

Life always gives us moments. One, two, three… infinite, really. Life’s a box of moments. Life’s a box of infinities.”

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