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A Boy Who Touched The Sky

sand and mud splattered on his dud he watches his shoes sinking deeper in pool a stone  at sight he doesn't want  to fight but that seems the only way to keep him cool he thrashes and there goes the stool flying through the sky a story to boast about as birds don't lie the crying soul went dashing  through the door calling foul roaring back  comes a clutter for a boy  the success matters so he gathers his wet shoes and tries to adjust the  stance forgetting the simple fact of he didn't  stand a chance and with a dance or two he runs like a fool towards the old school  with the thought  of ghosts playing dust off while his feet had started to give up rolling  over the grass bed his breath wide spread  a dragon cloud soaring high flew right amidst the floating sky the bird waved him slight  flying to go out of sight he had lost and found his try  beyond the mighty sky while fresh droplets  felt on his face  ended up the chase  rain had  made the dragon cloud to surrender a dr

Hold My Hands

Hold my hands as I take you..
For a ride.
Hold my hands as you..
Find me beside.
Hold my hands as some waves..
Are high tide.
Hold my hands as I get afraid..
Of the slide.
Hold my hands as I will be close to you..
Hold my hands as the days will be few.
Hold my hands as I cry..
Hold my hands as I try to fly.
Hold my hands as it’s new..
Freshly found as drops of dew.
Hold my hands as they tremble..
Hold my hands when they assemble.
Hold my hands though we drift apart..
Hold my hands as it’s always the start.
Hold my hands as I leave..
Hold my hands when you decieve.
Hold my hands when I am lost..
Hold my hands to get me back at any cost.
Hold my hands when you fear..
Hold my hands when it’s near.
Wipe them off kiss them slow..
And Don’t hold on to me..
That’s the time when you let it go.

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