Un Autre Temps

This very day
I leave with no exit,
Friendship on hold.
Chasing storms to find the answer,
Flow with the wind to uncharted lands.
Remember the essence when aligned
With the moon.
Still out there, but always close...
spirits once crossed with pieces left behind.
Extreme understanding, no one is blind.

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