Reaching High
Watching the stars
Shining way up into the sky,
I believed I can reach that a thousand high
I raised my hand in that brightly hours
But now I realized,
I'm just a shadow in the dark.
I saw the spark running down to the rock
But now I realized it crack~.
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The Silent Whisper
PoeziePoems from my dearest heart, mind and soul and my hands of fire.