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Prospective Longings
I know that one day
When the wind blows on my face
I'll smile to myself;
Look up at the sky
And find beauty in the simplest of things.
The rays of sunlight would once again lift me up
And the flowers would make me reminisce the most beautiful of memories.
The sound of the sea waves,
The chirping of the birds
And the rustling of leaves
Would make me forget all the worries in the world
And i will cherish life once again
But that is not today.
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Diya Rajith
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