Day 2227, drifting away.

Day's pictures, Poetry

Some continents are slowly drifting apart

meeting each other again at the end

on the other side

eventually 

~

we often forget the other side of our disagreements 

a side where we all started

the side where your opinion was at most a seed

a side where we were still

nothing

but a new day

each day

~

Do you remember those days?

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