When dreams Depart !
Nothing can hurt me After this departure ... Once, it was a dream, Now, it’s a whisper in the dark. I learnt that love Is a fleeting flame, It warms the soul, Then leaves its name. The stars still know What I once prayed, The moon still hums The songs we made. Yet I stand In quiet grace, No tears remain, Just endless space. Nothing can hurt me After this departure — It was a dream... But I learnt
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