Where art thou?
I searched for thee?
You're nowhere to be found
I am thinking outloud
I hear no echoes
I waited for the wind
I wanted to set my sail
To reach my destiny
The wind never had come
A feather landed
I picked it up
I placed it in my journal
Where I wrote this poem
I shed a tear
And without fear
I wish to make it happen again
The way that you have loved me.

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