Your Inner Clock Poem by PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE
Your Inner Clock
Behind the brow of distant dreams
The sun set,
Your Inner clock has started to click
The dawn turns night
Into daylight,
Your awakened soul
Begins to cry,
This is the end of
Dreams
The End of Dream... No it's not yet and tears will vapor Disappear in dark Sunset replaced by night And swept all dreams in a sleep back alive again... and open your eyes one more time It's sunrise..where the new dream reborn and your inner clock was fixed again_Unwritten Soul
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4/25/2024 11:24:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, it usually it is so, from above we have to come down. I love it!