Those who departed,
Left a beautiful message,
But we turned away.
***
Australian Standard,
One seven three five point two,
Specs of landing sill.
***
If impossible,
Is a worldly encounter,
Let's meet, afterlife.
***
"Wait, I'm running late!"
I said, two seconds before,
A car came crashing.
***
The top of the hill,
Looks far and unreachable,
But I'll keep walking.
***
The top of the hill,
Looks far and unreachable,
But I'll keep walking.
***
Remember this place?
We were standing and watching,
The blushing sunset.
***
Inside this prison,
We hope the forbidden hope,
Someone will free us.
***
The lush, green Garden,
Will not make me contended,
If there you are not.
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