Flickering lights
that shine
yet dissolves
in air and majesty
Swallowed by infinities
in disguised of masks
such that the cold rain showers
the melancholy of surreal yesterdays.
Flickering lights
that shine
yet dissolves
in air and majesty
Swallowed by infinities
in disguised of masks
such that the cold rain showers
the melancholy of surreal yesterdays.
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great poem from one of my first follows/followers
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Refreshing sort…
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nice! rain…
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Rain is… refreshing… pun intended
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❤
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