Our Well Never Dry
We share the same silence
we think the same thoughts
We have the same daydreams
not rented or bought
We live in the spaces
of a lost inbetween
And wander through moments
that time hasn’t seen
We care for each other
we live for today
We treasure the quiet
of nothing to say
We give without taking
our well never dry
And smile ever meeting
—never saying goodbye
(The New Room: January, 2024)
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