She said I'll come in Spring
I waited for her to come
I cried like a parentless child
Like a meek hope
Days tear my heart
Frost slaps me
Fall is approaching
Sun is behind the hills
The old summer is coming
Winter scares us
People behind the door
Waiting
Now the Good bye comes
I looked at the sad silence
To find the answer
Our tearful eyes shook hands
I stretched my hand to heaven
I found nothing but clouds
I asked the clouds
Do birds come back again
After …. Estrangement
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