Somehow

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Deep dark night was yesterday

      now the sun is giving light.

In the wood the leaves sung melody of comfort

for those who's passing by.

Somewhere other side of the world 

          where is a atmosphere colder 

instead of leaves , snow falls down on the roads.

    And there is trees too, long and oldish. 

They has their shadows on snows                                                                                                                                                          making everything more mysterious.                                                                                                                                (In the shadows)

where can rabbits and wolfs hide in 

middle of their caught up chases.

 And even there is so much to see 

in this world, I never find much thing                                                                                                                                          that I could say amazing.

Maybe all this because of my heavy heart.

Roaming around in the thoughts                                                                                                                                                                  on a nightscape in the balcony,

I found this night forest bird, not so far away.

Beautiful and wise,                                                                                                                                                                                      I found the bird as my friend.

With the wings she flew away, somewhere else                                                                                                                   After the night changes

But I know she can come back the same way.

It's friendship what makes life worth living.

Where ever we all are , in the map

maybe if we picture this as we live under

        the same big crystalline sky

Everything seems a little better

                        in life

as if somehow we are all together.

                    Together,

Under the big crystalline sky.





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This poem is specially dedicated to my best friend

who lives in a different city and to them who has close 

friends who lives faraway from them.

                                                                            - Annie 

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