My way to reach the stars, and moon;

       breeze that blows my hair. 

       Then I hear you say, ‘I’ll be gone soon’

       And that’s how my lungs unleashed air. 

Staring out to witness the sunset,

       while a tear escaped from my eye. 

       This is not me anymore, no regrets. 

       For I realized, you had flown to the sky.©


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