The farewell is over
The farewell is over
and here I stand
in the middle of nowhere
Or is it the beginning of a road
I am not fully aware of.
I have no concrete plans,
No passion, no dreams,
Few ideas and vague thoughts,
None too clear and calling.
My mind is still
and my slate is blank.
and here I stand
in the middle of nowhere
Or is it the beginning of a road
I am not fully aware of.
I have no concrete plans,
No passion, no dreams,
Few ideas and vague thoughts,
None too clear and calling.
My mind is still
and my slate is blank.
As the bow that bends back
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So does the past bend
to bring forth the future.
A farewell is but a portal -
that stitches together the
past and the future.
That is indeed great words. Thank you, Swam.
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