I just turned and walked
Through the sands of life
Still he is close enough
When I was a child
I didn't notice him
In my teens
Was hooked in his claws
Made myself busy
Caring and serving others
But i smelt him near me
From which i never move away.
At night when i closed
My doors and windows
He was inside my room
Flying to and fro dreadly.
I was frantic and cried
Then he sat beside me
Consoled and made me know
His craving for me
Walking with him through
The beautiful beaches of Portoroz
I, and my silent friend
Walked through
The serenity of life.
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