Engraving for the things
To fall into place
Bringing them close to my soul
Hanging my words from a cliff
Wished to hold it back
For some while,
Lancing the curtains
Through a side, smiling
Ahead is my conscience
Pertaining my way of desires
Got to go, finish them with ardour
From within
Sleeping with a thought
Next day will prove, worth
Of dreaming
Down the slope,
Are my thoughts about me
Slipping again and again
For them to ensemble
Come on! I say to myself
Go on, It will come with you
To gather your being
In one knot
Melody sunder the notes
Making them apart,
And they pleaded to remain,
Together, hoping enough
They will meet somewhere
When a rush of air comes
And they will fall into
A place where all
My thoughts will foregather
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