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The gloomy days kiss my skin as my feet meet the green earth
Yet the glowing floral wave at me in the music of cold breeze
I learned to smile when beyond I saw what makes it vibrant.
True colors start inside and patterns wave to create admiration of life.
YOU ARE READING
Acquiescent Lullaby
Poetry[COMPLETED] keen words from heart and emotions; explanation? none, but acceptance. the twelfth of January, 2020. the seventeenth of June, 2020.
