Some old photographs
smiles and
a few tears
Few years later
I dream of a life
A courageous one
doomed to remain only a dream
The ever increasing
distance reminds me
of the past.
A glorious past
full of
and joy
My imagination
makes me wonder
of all that
could have happened
if things were fine
I'd make you
in the morning and
in the noon and
at night
It was simple
It would be simple


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