It's Spring, Do You Hear Nature

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It's Spring, Do You Hear Nature


My voice, is lost..... amongst,

the wilderness.

Where time, is a limitless fabric, of space

Love, an infinite emotion.

My thoughts, are like ....

smoky dreams.

My desires,

lay forgotten,..... neath the sand.

Drowned, in blood.

In a far distant land.

Wistful oriels, say it all.

A song, pure liquid, that heralds, spring.

While, within my broken heart.

I merely mimic.....

Their lovers




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