as you followed me
not to earn your ire
neither you
earning mine
i also followed you
and that makes it fair
enough
i get to know each story
about you
and you getting mine
then we share each
others' ups and downs
sometimes we rest upon
some shadows
getting the answers for
our riddles
time
gives us the moments
of who and what we are
we discover secret gardens
collected pebbles
we sit side by side now
watching
waves rolling upon our
feet
do you follow me
again?
who shall follow whom
when we are holding
each others' hands
like the river and
the hill?
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