Ebe Lourdu

October 7,2000 - India

The North Pole of the south

So happy, so happy, we were once,
Laughing, playing and eating buns.
Showing the smile, holding our hands,
Never did we miss any chance.

Into the sea of time we went,
Parting our ways, we were sent.
Holding our hands, by the silent streams,
Seeing each other, in our dreams.

North and South, the path we chose,
From the moment, curiosity arose.
The memories tried to caress our hearts,
The golden days, of the past.

Trying to reach our hands together,
Trying to stand on the clouds.
Waiting and waiting to unite again,
Trying to start our lives, once again.
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