Roderick Narrido Poems

On every night I stare, Blank sky above
I see my Stars So far apart
Thought It seems to be like this
I know that side by side they seems so close enough
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I need to be Gone! and come back...
This may not sound good but neither bad.
This I feel like it, every time I'm in deep
Troubled mind usually I couldn't sleep
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When our light of hope
Seems deem enough to cope
When our panting strenghts
So exhausted to go to lenghts
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