I find you in the place i left,
the place of no return
where you were kept
and your fire always burn.
The place i do recall,
your face is blurry as hell
where i had thrown my all
in a hole in which i fell.
Can you find yourself in here?
Could you differ from the rest?
My shoulders still carry your fears...
My will still believes i did my best.
Your name is no one
Your existance is fading fast
Somehow an ending has begun
since such a distant past.
I wish to wish nothing
except to have wind in between my hands,
and for you to someday bring
a place where i can stand.
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