Random thoughts, random dimensions -
coinicidental meetings,
a soul wondering -
the randomness of life;
A sweet slice of the past visiting - briefly,
singing those old songs of hopes,
when dreams became real,
this heart felt a child-like innocence,
a few moments of past birth - probably;
a different her,
a new this self;
This calmness overwhelms many,
a quietness fills up her soul,
Dear God! let her sleep
for a while
in this randomness of your miracle.
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