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Feb 2019
Listen, can you hear it too? I love you,
Do you truly have to go? Already missing you.
We'll find each other, okay? You smiled,
Patiently waiting, for you, reconciled.
Here you are, eyes in the distance,
Why not coming my way, in this existence?
Can't you hear my heart play,
The symphony of our love, written to stay?
Someone takes her away,
More than love, it's my soul they sway.

Two parts of you growing inside,
The seed named "you," roots deep reside.
A million under our love's sun,
And a part of your soul, merging, begun.
I can't help but stay away, so sad,
Lost control, thoughts gone mad.
Rushing away, where am I now?
Told I lost him, opening my eye, somehow.
A piece of me died,
For ten years, calm on the outside.
Every night, his presence near,
Feeling his little palm, so dear.
Sure he's alive, a hopeful strive,
But the truth eludes, can't take a dive.

No matter how long it takes,
Down in a dark ocean, the soul awakes.
Too dark to see any motion,
Yet, I can listen, a devoted devotion.
Ten years have passed, love persists,
I still need you, I still insist.
I'll find you, but how?
Last time, I listened, I remember now.
Hearing a sound, growing louder, the echo,
Positive, I know, in this dark tableau.
Whose playing our symphony, the little kid! Bravo,
Oh, she's here too, the love's crescendo.

That's the sound of our love's decree,
Could it be?
He held my hand,
Found me, as we planned.
We found him, in the echo's key.

Inspired by "August Rush"
Written by
Islam Marzouk
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