3- Silence
Ephemeral"I did not see asingle speck of you today;
And I chant to myself that it is okay.
The place outside is eerily quiet and grey,
Not a single soul is present much to my dismay.
Perhaps, I should know what is happening.
Seeing through rose-colored glasses can be quite frightening;
I am determined to see you, love.
I would risk this life given above."
b.b.h
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