look.
this here space ( )
between the thumb and index finger
is a cradle.
it is a secret.
all of you know nothing about it.
only me and ( )
today the sky was brilliant again.
at 7.23 a.m.
half of me was torn between stopping
to take a picture but no
as i ran towards the rising sun,
a memory was enough,
imprinted forever
(just like every other day)
when i share the morning
with You
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