Endless Tale
Humans are calm
Because of poverty
Because of vigorousness
They are refreshing
Days are like water
With ripples, it becomes clearer
So many stories had to be told
Not come to an end
No one knows how to end.
Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2024
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