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Gathering
Gathering in empty space
A bunch of flowers for my soul
The spring is nowhere to be seen
So I am hiding my face
Until I find the happy scene
In the movie I watch
All night and day
In my long way
To find inner peace
Gathering in the darkness
A piece of hope
The sun is nowhere to be seen
So I am talking with the night
To make myself breathe again
And find th...
Saturday 15th May 2021 6:49 pm
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