It's mostly when I am alone at night,
When the going gets tough...

She will rise,
High in the sky...

The sweet words that you say,
Don't speak them again...

Memories flood back into your heart,
As you hold me in your arms...

I heard innumerable sounds
When I, a piece of vast, rocky, but thriving land...

Cold, frozen, rigid-bare
Floating through the air without a care...

I look back,
On all the doings I've done...

Crystal tears,
So clean and pure...

Shredded tears,
Ripping into my scattered soul...

I want my heart to touch the sky,
I want to see the whole world pass by...

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I wrote this poem for my older sister. If you...