It's getting dark out there;a few minutes back
there was bright light.
It's cold and lonely,
Dark and deserted.
it wasn't like that before.
With you was my whole world.
Things change, they say,
for the better.
Well, it has been one blow after another.
Storms raged, trees fell
poles uprooted and lines snapped.
Walls crumble, houses collapse.
I am looking for you -
A groan here, a glimpse there….
get up we will
together or by ourselves
and start all over again.
That's what
I am certain of -
you will be there even after you are gone.
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