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Whispers and Words #15 | So It Goes

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Leave
In the morning,
Return
In the evening,
Get lost
Somewhere in between.
So it goes...

Seeking diamonds
All day long,
Hours slip
Like layers of graphite,
Amorphous dreams
Gather in the night.
So it goes...

Mind roaming
The mountain valleys,
Heart left behind
In the hometown,
Stuck in the city,
Body and soul.
So it goes...

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