For a long time
For a long time they fished in the pockets of their well worn jeans
For a slice of the moon lost during childhood
For the drop of rain that went waste
For the twittering of birds that was silenced long ago
For a long time they stood on the stairs
staring into space, spaced out like forgotten constellations
talking to a sky that had never heard their names
For a long time, they were there looking at nowhere
For a long time, they were there in the heart of everywhere.
© Jaspreet Mann
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