On the streets of this deserted canvas
My feet wander like shadows on a canopy
The breeze blows occasionally
Like a chorus,in the misty song of a daylight..
My eyes paint a world only for thee
As I wait for you, to come and see me, through them.
My eyes speak of my journey
That I took within me, for you.
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