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And someday, time will take a turn to head back/

And someday,
time will take a turn 
to head back/
from where it evolved,
would be then 
the shattered pieces 
of the flute, unite /
to blow the melodies,
that’ll reach hearts 
dusty and dark,
only to stay,
only to bury, the sweetest mark  The hearts, all dusty and dark,
which once knew how to love and reciprocate it back.
And someday,
time will take a turn 
to head back/
from where it evolved,
would be then 
the shattered pieces 
of the flute, unite /
to blow the melodies,
that’ll reach hearts 
dusty and dark,
only to stay,
only to bury, the sweetest mark  The hearts, all dusty and dark,
which once knew how to love and reciprocate it back.