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Somewhere in the ocean of uncertainties,

Somewhere deep,

Somewhere chaotic, cold and clouded,

Somewhere volcanic, volatile yet vulnerable, vacant.

Somewhere in the tunnel of memories,

Somewhere lost,

Somewhere buried, burdened, blessed,

Somewhere wishful, wishful for the wondering, wishful for the young whistling from the deepest depths in seven seas.

The yearn from the virile soul come! I summon you!

Boil the cold, emancipate the entangled heart!

Somewhere in the ruins of time,

I met the pair of shining, innocent eyes,

I met the perfect curvature of happiness,

I met innocence,

I met purity,

purity in somewhere amidst the ruins of time,

amidst the corrupt flesh,

I met the shocking sense of affection.

How it strikes me with the hammer of Thor!

How it rushes through my veins,

How enlightening, how delightful, how joyous yet how heart-stopping!

How the sky lightened, how the day becomes purposeful!

For I had existed for the moment,

the moment life was defined,

defined well, very well,

well enough for the detached soul.

It was a sincere call to redeem my soul! My humanity!

It resonates, how beautifully, how melodiously, between those black, pure eyes,

through the countless sleepless nights.

Somewhere in the stage of life,

Somewhere in life,

I cannot foresee,

We met,

We talked,

We shared,

We cuddled,

We kissed, we loved.

We sailed, through the seven seas.

We travelled, through the heavenly tunnel of memories, and we left marks.

We made beauty in the ruins of time, and left flowers on the stones.