Miniature Gardens Part 4: End
Come on, come on,
Come out from there.
I promise to be here, near here, close to here,
For as long as you are here.
If I can cure your loneliness this way,
I will stay with you throughout your day,
And for more than an eternity for us,
So don't cry, my sun ray.
Don't cry.....
For as long as possible.....
-Miniature Gardens-
END
Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2014
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