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someday

someday we're not going to ,
admire the curvy roads,
we will be admired in our straight graves.
someday  the melodious sounds of birds will fade away
we will be left to drown in a forever silence
someday the standing trees would give way,
Giving way for your own space amongst them
someday our smiles or sadness shall be encoded,
 shaped and fixed in a stagnant look
someday , we shall not see someday.

Copyright © Wafor Nadine nkiesa

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