PROMPT: Anything related to the number 3
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I see those birds' wings,
flapping away to glory,
forming a small trinity.
I listen to them
soft bronze bells, ready to ring,
three in a row they now sing.
I feel my heart beat,
skipping every three seconds,
to the sound of your music.
I hear you whisper,
those three words I longed to say,
now pleading for me to stay.
I remember those
triplets of flowers you gifted,
like our regrets they drifted.
I smell memories
one two three, coming at me,
left over uncertainty.
I let myself loose,
for my thoughts need to rest more,
third time's a charm, there they go.
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©️ Sonakshi
01/04/2020
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