I Forgot
Steps that follow a silhouette Towards the rising sun and past the falling moon But before I could look back at the footprints The waves had taken them away And I forgot Again, the sun meets me by the day When the rustling wind felt indifferent I keep on moving, keep on going My steps resounded clearly in my ears Yet I forgot And when the night fell, and the stars a beautiful sandbox In awe was my hand reached toward the endless Yet my heart on beats with the moon A gentle moon, a lonely moon Then I forgot So here I am, under the caring roofs A dark room, lit only by the fire of my heart Not unlike my mind, that can only keeps on going In this vast darkness when only the present lights up And of course, I forgot
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