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In the peaceful corners of the brain, Lie dreams tragically missing, and abandoned. Blurred shades, similar to fall leaves, In colors delicate as memory laments. When clear shades of red and blue,

Under twilight skies, the sands lie cold, Quiet shores in silver shape. Waves kiss the shore, a delicate compass, As mysteries in the shadows creep. I walk alone where shadows fall,

The branches uncovered, the breezes develop cold, The last leaf grips, its story told. It shudders there, in sundown's hold, A blaze of life, both valiant and intense.

We feel like July and August but we are close like December and January.We have love,we have trust.But we were never ever together. Yeah, we can't carry, we can't hurry. We are here for each other,

'Classmate'By yours truly.Sitting in class,Side by side with you,I can't concentrate,Your presence in my thoughts.Your laugh is contagious,Your voice a melody,Your every move captivating,My heart in s...

-------URBAN LIFE------ Skyscrapers reaching high, touching the sky, bustling streets below, where people come and go. Neon lights that brightly glow, in the city that never sleeps,