She was searching....
In the crowd...
In the dessert...
In the streets of forgotten city...
In the steps of people walking by side...
In the voice of dear ones letting their precious time...
In the faces of known people....
.
.
An unknown face pinches her...
.
.
In the dream sits besides her....
Consoles her...
Befriends her...
Supports her...
Listen to her....
.
.
Eyes opened..
Vanished...
Someone left marks....
The melodious voice echoes...
.
.
Where?
Who?
Why?
.
.
The 'Helping Hand' never named itself!!!
In the crowd...
In the dessert...
In the streets of forgotten city...
In the steps of people walking by side...
In the voice of dear ones letting their precious time...
In the faces of known people....
.
.
An unknown face pinches her...
.
.
In the dream sits besides her....
Consoles her...
Befriends her...
Supports her...
Listen to her....
.
.
Eyes opened..
Vanished...
Someone left marks....
The melodious voice echoes...
.
.
Where?
Who?
Why?
.
.
The 'Helping Hand' never named itself!!!
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