The strands of time unravelled, and we found ourselves lost, for so long it wavered in the restless wind in a silent darkness no one heard.
We searched and searched but it could not be seen, it's scent so faint, caressed the soul. We knew it was there, waved our arms and wailed a silent, bitter nothingness.
But somehow, we found each other again, our thoughts collide, just as a mountain top water drop forms the wildest rush of waves.
We swivel here and there, with nowhere to go, chained to ourselves just as we're free to our chains.
We risk our risks and prepare to fall.
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