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With the leaves of the trees, whispering in the wind,
i still hear your voice.
Like you're still in the air.
With the beams
of everlasting sunlight,
i still feel your smile,
Like i carry it with me,
everywhere i go.
With the clouds,
forming different shapes
like you're trying to say something, and im trying to understand it.
Like you never left.
YOU ARE READING
Sweetened daydreams
Poetrymy second poetry wattpad book, please don't use my poems without my permission.
