this is my last evening
away from you
these magnificent colours
i'm gonna miss this view
the sun going down
this painting of the sky
or just sit on a swing
and admire the birds fly
no, no, this view is not gonna change
neither is the world gonna be new
it's just that when tomorrow comes
it'll be my first evening with you
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"time is the only real magic trick."
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song of the day...
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poetry shots
Poetrya moment in time when everything seems fine turn on your playlist and cherish it with a rhyme *** welcome to 'poetry shots' - a collection of bite-sized poems
