We'll meet again
Somewhere in a land of 'having it all'.
The stream beneath my heart
Will cry out and say,
"I had to dissolve in the ocean,
I could never love anything more than the inver."
.
We'll meet again
At the end of an ancient dusk.
The unicorn of my dreams will whisper,
"I was obliged to take my trip to the sky,
For I didn't know any other way to make
Friends with the clouds."
.
We'll meet again
Beside some old bookshop.
All those letters of my soul
Will be written on sketchy sheets,
"We had to vanish into the abyss of ink,
Darkness was always dear to all of us."
.
All the screams, whispers, words...
Everything will come out that day.
'Everything' but tearing the noise
And telling "I love you".
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- Ipsita Mitra Pupu
13/08/2021
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