Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her.
Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
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Someday this blurry world Will start to make sense Someday this fog in your head Will be a bit less dense Someday the tangled thoughts Will untangle in your mind Someday amidst the sea storms A lighthouse you'll find Someday the sky will rain smiles And the clouds will be gone But to reach that 'someday' All you have to do is to 'hold on'
