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(Love letter 2) Dear Wanderer, Already many months have gone by Hurting times are slowly passing by Trying moments, I hardly get by. What could you be thinking of at this moment? Don't you feel pricking pain in your chest? I sense your nearness I can't see you, but, I feel you..... The air seems to tell me you are close by... Tell me, why can't the past seem clearer, Things are blurry, like windows on a stormy weather, I imagine you, Staring at me with wide-eyes And I, staring back at your azure eyes... I know Somebody up there hears my prayers, But you... Why do you seem deaf to my whispers? My soft gentle words are carried by the wind, To your ears, why can't they be destined? Where have you gone now, dear wanderer? When will you ever hear my whispers? Why did your smiles Last just for a while? I am getting wearier, One day, I may no longer wonder... Please, we don't have forever, Come fetch me now, dear wanderer Now...or it may be never. Me- Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
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(Love letter 2) Dear Wanderer, Already many months have gone by Hurting times are slowly passing by Trying moments, I hardly get by. What could you be thinking of at this moment? Don't you feel pricking pain in your chest? I sense your nearness I can't see you, but, I feel you..... The air seems to tell me you are close by... Tell me, why can't the past seem clearer, Things are blurry, like windows on a stormy weather, I imagine you, Staring at me with wide-eyes And I, staring back at your azure eyes... I know Somebody up there hears my prayers, But you... Why do you seem deaf to my whispers? My soft gentle words are carried by the wind, To your ears, why can't they be destined? Where have you gone now, dear wanderer? When will you ever hear my whispers? Why did your smiles Last just for a while? I am getting wearier, One day, I may no longer wonder... Please, we don't have forever, Come fetch me now, dear wanderer Now...or it may be never. Me- Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
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