In One Century

In One Century
part VII

As they merge,
So do mixing lives demerge,
In parting,
New starting,
A like given to new days,
Of walking,
And talking
Of simple silent ways.
Carry on,
Carry on,
We’d drop a line, make a find,
New starting,
Days of making,
~~~~ Peace of mind.

Gloom
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