with a beautiful face,
tag along the pace,
falling from sky,
teary to remember,
the row of the sky,
rowing to my finger,
with meticulous smile,
articulate the happiness,
without the vague cloud.
i remember,
all the mirth spent,
with regard to fathom,
all the beautiful words,
for tomorrow to remember,
with promise no more Goodbye.
because the farewell its unpredictable..
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