As the years are going,
The moments are fading away.
We are far way, more isolated.
I have a copy of you in my thoughts,
Who grown along with me and time.
All the dreamy sequences shattered by more dramatic events.
I was blind to the monsters and use to fly with them.
I see now after my wings cutoff,
As I hit the reality ground from the clouds.
I lost the way, I am trapped in maze of nostalgia.
Ever you seen me from sky? 🌆
Image : Michael Vigliotti
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