i just want to let myself grow like these flowers in the field of grass.
in this world that filled with hatred, why don't we just use it to learn, grow and florescence? just like these flowers survive everytime when these heavy raindrops comes in?
so now, let us grow like them and soon enough, we're gonna travel around the sphere with fresh air that we always wanted to have in our new sceneries.
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Music Under The Empyrean Curve: Prose and Poetry
Poetrywe live in a world with filled of questions but never gotten answers instead, we get sleeplessness and restlessness nights for us to suffer more. we even don't recognize ourselves anymore because of all the battles we had every single pages of our l...
