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Sanctuary


The place where heaven and earth meets
was where we left off,
A fragment of my soul lingers in those brick walls,
hoping to revisit & claim someday

"Someday", is a fickle word
The now, though a million steps away
slowly makes its way towards me

I pray that the first unity is of the soul,
Where the adventure can start
and never end,
We gasp for air & beg the gods above.

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