Winter’s day fog all around
when the whole world is lost.
Then the sun shines,
paths are shown,
many roads to walk on.
Everything makes sense,
blissful is that trance.
It happens to me,
every time I turn to see,
You smiling.
Literature lover, reader and writer.
Winter’s day fog all around
when the whole world is lost.
Then the sun shines,
paths are shown,
many roads to walk on.
Everything makes sense,
blissful is that trance.
It happens to me,
every time I turn to see,
You smiling.
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