Sometimes some stories have no words after a comma;

just blank pages remain to feed emptiness..

Sometimes,couplets become shards of jumbled emotions;

meaningless,yet full of thousands of memories..

Sometimes, words change but meanings don't.

Storms do devastate,and sunbeams reincarnate.

Sometimes,scars ache but don't bleed again.

Gotta let go to make a cozy room for whatever precious remain.

Sometimes all choices aren't our own;

unknowingly we let it be under the situation's control.

Sometimes,so many things take place;

but at times we just need to silently witness..

~ A :) Someday in Autumn,2020

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