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Jun 2020
Lurking in the haze,
As wind blows over lovely flowers,
Friction, a crackling noise from afar comes closer,
Until with brilliance, a lightning hits a nearby field,
As the scorched Earth burns away all that was beautiful that day,
Until only the ashes and dying embers are a memory of us,
As long as this love lasts, with patience all will be reborn,
If only we don't give in to the fear of being hurt again.
So, won't you wait with me ?

Written by
Umi  21/Agender/Germany
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