Only day and night must be passed
Feeling the body that is starting to grow old
See the bloom and fall of flowers
Paint the horizons of the mind and give color to dreams
Behind hope or anxiety
Tucked the light of the meaning of nothingness
Become a charm in a lonely mind
Giving love that has no end
If time were just a wait of fate
Should there be hope and worry to You
If all You ask is only moaning tears
For the patter of the words sorry your servants
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30 June 2018