Visited

Silent I was lying in my bed

Letting the free time to lead

Through a deep melancholy of moments lived

Came along images, smiles, laughter, fear in black and red

Stayed on voices in the ears, some words hard to forget  

Passion led life swirled down the lips

 Came along a call

And life differed away from the plight

While visited me all this while and came to my room

only the moon of the mighty night sky. ..  

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A.