Silent echoes
Of footfalls long past
Resonating in my chest
Slowly pulsating
Eyes turned towards yours
The smell of rain, reminding me of how you used to be
Happiness, a fleeting shadow on a cold stone wall
A flickering flame from a candle
My fingertips graze your cheek
And wipe off the tears
That once blurred your vision
And forced you to see the world from far above
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