Tomorrow
birds singing, walk outside the fresh scent of dew
the warm vibrancy of the sun hits my skin shining and the cresset moon fading
a new start for a new ending…
a forever tale is a wish many will not receive
music joyness tranquility is now a necessity and a way of this corrupted world
light up my day not by night
fort my thoughts and keep them safe
for a new start and a never ending life
tomorrow is a dew
unexpected, we will survive
beautiful like a sensation of happiness
than horrible like chaos
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