When the Spark trembles
Days like this will haunt me forever
Not knowing if the bond will stitch back together
The ocean hums the sound of silence in the dark
While the water trembles knowing that it's losing its Spark
I wish, if I could hibernate and pass the time
But the challenges and thoughts chase me, pushing me in the liminal mine
The eyes are deserted but not the heart
Although the river still flows because nature has to play its part
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