Remain
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Hope's door is closing
Seeing you crossing
The door is closer
As you are demising
Other side the mirror
The girl is abiding
As she gets reminded,
so she is glazing
After all the people leave—
The raucous laughter has died down, goodbyes have been said,
The lights have all gone out, and people have left for some other party—
What happens to a building?
Watch the sky, wait for me there.
Sit among the independent clouds
where the sun is free to reach the heavens.
Look for me here.
