Words yet to be heard,

speeches yet to be verbalised,

gestures yet to be portrayed,

characters yet to be studied,

appearance yet to be seen,

thoughts and ideas yet to be freed.


Distance in between,

scent sniffed in between,

decision(s) evolve in between.


Is it make,

or break, 

or a subtle second chance?


This poem is about: 
Our world


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