Looking Forward
The walls that stands before me are empty
The fire that burns brightly are cold
The sight that I see are beyond reach
The sky above are bright to see
The moon radiates the brightness of the Sun
That sparkles the beginning of time
Which we leave all cause of worry behind.
Copyright © Julius Lawrence | Year Posted 2022
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