i wander in between
hello and goodbye
what a relief
there's no tear left to cry
i always had a fear
of letting people in
the end always set to appear
to destroy what could've been
we looked up to the same sky
grateful for moments i could get
so, instead of saying goodbye
let's not forget
maybe it won't feel like the end
if we part wordlessly
at least the universe let us lent
our temporary eternity
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The blue flower that taught me how to live
Poetry''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out...
