We could have that conversation,
Three of us
In the afternoon silence
Waiting for more rain
At the end of the day.
We could have that conversation
Once upon a time,
That shaped our dreams
In the afternoon silence,
With what noise of a clock,
A footstep, a voice that said
We could have that conversation.
With what do we welcome
The eternity in not knowing?
In the afternoon silence
We didn't. We tried to.
We gathered together and laughed.
We could have that conversation
in the afternoon silence.
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