The shining sun burning down the days and memories to ashes.
The breeze blowing away the fresh peaceful evening when everyone was sitting down
playing, talking and laughing.
Beautiful moments perfumed by the essence of flowers and earth were carried away by
the singing wind...
blessed eyes with the color of Hope... green,green as birds' songs and the greeting of a
I went with its current in order to escape the past that doesn't exist but in my mind.
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