On a starlit night, Under the Naked sky,
Passing by clouds talking about my
emptiness,
Little they know your memories reside
in me beating with every heart beat and
little more,
Hidden i have kept them between walls
of my ventricles,
Oh Darling, Yet i pray there come a day
May your soul remind you to set free the
caged bird,
the foot prints you left are still engraved fresh
And I Pray may that day come soon and
you leave once again this time with all
those memories
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