On a morning, I knew nothing about.
There you were on, starting a journey, to become unknown
A string here and a string there
Tangling like a rope, over time
Bond was like I had never known
Shared every morning lost in the due
Like it was a dream not wanting to be Woken
Then came the summer and all it went
Into the dust like wind swept on the shores
Bellows of memories nothing to hold
I know I cannot Sail
But who can stop for a cycle to nowhere
what began on a morning ended like a storm
In that I found my soul and lost it too
For the journey was never to be alone
But lost in it were the two, holding but a hay!!
Trying to put together a Journey to the unknown
From strangers to behaving like strangers
I have come a long way, looking for no one but you again.....
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