Nothing will end;
It will just start anew.
I remember how, hand in hand,
In the sky we flew.
They now think it's over,
The memories are crushed,
But it's them who forgot it all
In a rush.
But we can start over.
We can always begin a new time.
It's never stopping.
We'll once again be fine.
As long as we can start over.
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Time To Go: A Poetry Collection
PoetryAway we go, to a place we've never been to before. I am flying, and these poems are the feathers on my wings. And it's time to go on adventures. Highest Ranking: 104 in Poetry (Thank you Wattpad!)
