see a dream
with unknown time,
to grasp that moment
meant for mine.

Remembering those days
passing without confusions,
when my soul was stable
as, unaware of complications.

every next moment, a sign of fear
future seems scary, says my tear,
I have with me bundle of worries
but scarcity of space to elaborate the stories.

waiting for the day
to come close with time,
that will whisper in my ears
I am special to mine.

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