Awaken From Dream

Author • DavAjit

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Today is the three hundredth and seventy-nine day, 

It has been an ordeal that is both short and impossibly long.

Her voice sounded as ephemeral as a dream.

I had thought that time would heal all wounds, 

but, When I hear the sound of the wind, I hear your voice. 

When I look at the lake, I see your image.

When I feel the air, I sense your aura.

And when I touched the water... it felt cold enough to deaden my soul.

Even on the occasions that I regain clarity of mind, your name still won’t leave my finger.

Readersketch | Ed. Orimoloye Ololade

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