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No Chase

No Chase
Stanza 1
Clouds rush by so fast
Yet won’t let me give chase
Moon and stars glide o’er the hills
Saying “Do not touch our space”

Stanza 2
Darkness spreads with a smile
But light pulls me back in its embrace
Today, tomorrow, the days after a while
All hang in uncertain space

Stanza 3
Tears no longer visit my present time
I can cross the churning waves just fine
No need to ask—why pain once intertwined...🌘✨0202206 ©LanZhan
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