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A mud between water and fire

These words I write for an advice of wonder 

Is it better to let go or to reminiscent the latter ?

What if they come back with a smile of four seasons 

But your windows has been shut  for too long to ponder 

What if they want the same ? the same smile and person?

But the body screams pain with the mind that was humbled ?

Should I step back or step in in this game of reason? 

Cause as far I can tell I am the mud in this treason..