How solemn she seemed
And how grave
Till I stripped her off
Her toughness
And revealed
A delicate her...
As tender as an infant
As light as a frolicsome breeze
Long we sailed
In the silent sea of oblivion
But when tired and consumed
We slept and dreamt
Of each other...
Of our journey...
Of the nothingness residing within us
Of our long futile struggles
The shadows we ran after
Our unfulfilled desires
Our hollow selves
And then the eyes
That one last gaze
That completed us.
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