If buildings
reside
strange
silences
and rains echo
in flooded
streets.
If the faces
around
are no more
familiar,
please
remember
you will
always have a home
to come back
to.
I will pray,
everyday
that every
house you enter
gets tinted by
the hues
of your love
and warmth,
that every
soul you find
gets brimmed
with the charm
every crevice
of your being
is well versed
with.
I will pray, everyday
for your
happiness,
and for
others' around you,
just like I found mine.
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