Are we just
voices in the crowd?
Are we silent
replies to unquestioned truths?
Paradise
found or hell unbound when we touch?
Rights or
wrongs?
Dots or incoherent
lines?
I know you’d
love to have some answers.
I am afraid
I don’t have them.
But hold on
to me and we might well find ourselves forever in each other’s eyes.
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