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Stark, empty days and nights
Sadness has made nests in the trees
Despair is crying in the cuckoo's trill
My vision is stuck within four walls
What color is the sky, I don't know
Where art thou? I don't know
All is amiss, nothing is in place
From the flowers to the dreams
All have lost their color
Come and flow like a stream
To fill the emptiness within me
Come and blow like the breeze
To sweep away the clouds of sorrow.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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