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Last Station

We met at the last station Where broken dreams were repaired Where hearts were left behind Where love can be shared We were always late None of us ever came in time The clock never united us We were united by something stronger The waiting, the anticipation The intense desires The mini bus came It was pale like our faces Crowded with tasteless souls But, we were joyful Deep inside we were happy to be together In pale faces and reddish ones Music was on ,we started to feel high We inhaled the rhythm And exhaled love We reached the promising place It was empty ,but full of us The sea was angry, the wind was sad The combination of sadness and anger Paved the way to clouds And created a beautiful storm But , no one has noticed the storm of the feelings we had Breakfast was laid on the sand We didn’t have that much Only cheap food mixed with an unconditional love Music was on again Our voices were the singer And our bodies were the drums What a messy combination The place was empty but, full of us Full of love, desire and lust We were the everything and the nothing The bond, the friendship and trust What a messy combination of Pale faces and reddish hearts

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Date: 8/27/2018 7:44:00 AM
In the presence of Love everything around lose shape, colour and taste.. When Love is within places lose location, time fades away.. when under Love spell mind bids the soul a farewell.. A wonderful journey of souls in Love and Life! A great pleasure to read. Be blessed always.
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