Touch the Clouds
You are not coming back to me
You are not coming back to her
I have been so many people
It is all a vast history
It is all the births and deaths
of stars
It is all the end
it is all the very start.
You may not comprehend it-
that you are a stranger now.
But I don’t control the weather
and you cannot touch the clouds.
Although I haven’t read through your postings much lately, the ones I have read have touched me profoundly. Thank you!
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