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Swarm Sigh
You arrived on a splendid December day, as I recall. I relived when we came home; I let out a large sigh. I put my elbows on the overhang facing a mountain wall. I sighed again vowed to be with you till you rise to the sky. I sighed as we had to migrate to find a brighter future. However, you are scared to chime out of your safety zone. I sigh when you left our house and rejoin with your ruder. My frequent sighs are for the sake of my child's shone. At the point when you chose to wed, I hopped for bliss. You acted accurately in picking a high erudite young lady. Recall your cracked tone telling me you had a boy you relish. "I'm relocating for my child," you sighed as I moved away. If time was a ritual and you were doled of a gold spoon. I would be careless if I denied your grace to the moon. Some emotions, such as rain, are as rare as a typhoon. Candor and anxiety of others are expected when done. Father, you may not attempt to strive or be dispersed. You are an idealist; that hurts me to witness your sigh. Halting and the peak of the emotion are vividly defined. From the heart, I'm yet motivated by facts and nigh. I sigh as I ponder on the past with suffering. When I'm in front of my parents grave, I cry. I sigh again as I reckon of individuals in my living. My sigh was a combination of relief and ecstasy. Written July 11, 2021
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