'Dear...
Thought of writing a long one
A real long one...
A letter...
as long as my journeys so far...
many journeys...
a collection of memories
of time...
Not that Time...
the eternal one...
for that is not my scope...
that is a Be...
that is the highest expanded form
imaginable...
unimaginable...
just like Love...
and the sky...
the outer side
of the sky
visible to us...
the outer...
the brighter...
the limitless...
found all these in you...
All...
just make a switch
to those pages
blown by the air which got uncomfortable
by the heat...
of Helios...
after all summer
has his force...
too...
but monsoon breeze
and the rains...
they also reside...
together...
like seasons...
a part of a single year...
each and every single year...
several years...
quite a thousand years...
from the origin
of this planet...
at least...
that time is measured....
and that time
is also part of Time...
the immeasurable...
like me...
we...
all
are part of
He
or She...'
he wrote
on a page...
and
sent it to the Cloud
the same technical one...
beginning with an 'i'...
the virtual one...
but with unlimited possibilities...
at least Steve conceived it that way
before His death...
for His another journey
perhaps...
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