It cost me a life to make me realize
the tree once dear to eyes
is not worth
a forest of beauties and wise
pure as snow and cold as ice
secure me warmth
eternal summer of paradise.
amar_amiro@hotmail.com
the tree once dear to eyes
is not worth
a forest of beauties and wise
pure as snow and cold as ice
secure me warmth
eternal summer of paradise.
amar_amiro@hotmail.com
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