Wednesday, September 12, 2012


Im waiting for the intersection point.
So, at least, we could meet at one common point.
To settle down everything that left unspoken.

We are walking with the same gravity pull.
Inspired the same air.
Shading under the same sky.

Clock is still ticking.
Just the numbers are different.

Earth still revolve.
Just the day and night are always changing.

Maybe it is better to keep all those things unspoken.

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