“Gazing at the sky and counting the stars,
Looking down the streets and hitting the past.

It was not the miles
but an apparatus called time that set them apart.

The same gust, the same nights.
The profound silence, and those shimmering lights.

Nothing had changed, just a matter of time.
The smile was gone leaving tears in eyes.

The delightful days and those frivolous dreams,
Seemed to be an antiquity with no reverie! “

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