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02. Stuck On Replay

  • Aug 15
  • 1 min read

Updated: 18 hours ago

If I could pause the memory clock at tick

When the sun stood unwavering at its highest peak

Trees danced to the tune of the winds

Leaves fell gracefully like ballerinas being put to sleep

And children ran around loudly, carefree

We stood there in the cocoon of golden light

Laughing blissfully

We were so young

How was I to know

The long sojourn was coming to an end

Time was weaving its web of events

And the moment our eyes lingered

Our fate was sealed

Stuck on replay



 
 
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