Your fall to Earth,
Unknowingly,
Is a bless to me.
Does it hurt?
To be that beautiful,
And soulless.
Someday,
I hope I'll walk by your side,
Giving my whispers of hope.
One day,
You will listen to my whispers,
And you will spread them across the world.
I will whisper,
I am sick and I need your help,
Help.
You will whisper back,
I am here,
Don't worry.
(n.m)
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