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Angel Mathew Apr 2020
I can feel my soul, the one of a traveller,
Like those fallen leaves, blowing away with the wind.

Searching for something, that I've been longing for,
Something that's missing, for I don't know how long.

For all I know, I love the journey
Full of hope and ever refreshing memories.

One day I'll get there, God knows when,
But when I do, I'll be content.
Angel Mathew Apr 2020
I drifted apart like those autumn leaves
Not to be forgotten but to remembered

I was waiting with hope somewhere within
To fall into the unknown depths
and reunite for life that awaits

Nothing is still and you know that well
For tomorrow is just another ray of hope
Another story awaits to be heard
Lovers will love no matter what.
This poem is dedicated to my friend who inspired me to write this poem and to my lover who made me put up this poem here.

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