In the Morning light
Oh what a magnificent sight!
Supports every kind of plant
Is the bliss between us
Whatever greatness it has
It always dies in the night
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The Rhythms Inside
PoetryWe all share hurts and pains but we haven't taken any action yet. So that's why the author created this to somehow cry with you in all your griefs. I don't know what to say anymore. Enjoy :)
