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Waves

Waves smashed my face,
As with reality I came to face.
The cold wind passed,
The shivers in my body harassed.
Green lights shone on a path known,
Travelled down red light I, a path unknown.
Different shades of the sky came,
Passing away without shame.
The sun, the moon came parallel,
The stars aligned, like syllable.
Matching away, lining all the way,
Meeting you, shining you in day.

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