#195 My friend,

The wonders i had
where negativism knocks
its way into me.

All those times I prayed
to see you safe once again
were uncountable.

And one day, the sound
of your breath returned, taking
away the baggage.

Some things I kept close
to my heart brought joy which was
you, being alive.

-♥-

-CW

PS: For you, D.

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