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TILL THEN
The tree of friendship
and we,
the ones who chopped the sitting branch
and parted ways
Seeking refuge from the comfortless shade
On the sun's chest
I'm dream-walking now
From this burning ecstasy
From this intoxicating unrest
To the gentle shores of the night...
There are still hours and days left
But no doubt,
there will be the night
And we will surely reach there
That day,
Blowing the embers
from the ashes of oblivion
We will be sitting
by the flames of remembrance
The night will be very bright
We will be able to see the great tree once again
And the moon and the stars blooming in it
Till then…
Till then only...
Let's forgive
Let's forget each other
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