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Clouds come and go
Grey, blackish and white
Borne by playing winds:
May all this not evolve
Into a thunderstorm
For my sweet friend "Donna"
Would be fast asleep
Maybe she's sharing the time
With me in a place of solitude:
Two friends so alike in nature
Tuned in to divine harmony
And irreplaceable solace.
So, let it not growl and roar above,
Let my sweetest of all friends
Sleep peacefully...
Separated as we are by time and space
Yet it does not matter
For our beings were and are linked
Eternally...
   (Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay on Saturday, April 9, 2011).