How many hours does a day hold
Not 24 but less or maybe more
Depending on what you keep
In store, plan or not for me
Then there will be less or
Just photos in an album
Sceneries you took
Where you've left
Your foot mark
For me to
Step on
Thus we
Pass through
Each other's life
Seeking signs of our
Existence, across oceans
Hoping that words convey best
What our hearts long for, some place
Faraway, thinking your thoughts as well
Your eyes are mine, your photos show me
Deep emotions, healing, your transformation
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