A day to remember, is all I have..
A morning full of me is all what's left..
The day is long, the night too dark...
My sight.. short... My prayers.. unheard..
Sometimes, we might be too close...
But the distance within, is too large...
What on other days, is just a convoke..
Sometimes, is a cry, unanswered...
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