There are mountains that men can't beat.
That even though they strive hard but still can't meet.
Like a wind that no matter how hard the wind blows
A mountain will never bow down to it.
There are things that men try to reach
The things that they can't see.
It makes us feel down but somehow we learn to accept it.
May it be now or later on.
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Poetry in Bed
RandomThoughts that arise from laying in bed late at night til early in the morning that turn out to sound poetic enough :3 Copyright2016 //S.E.S.C.//
