Halsho Zangana Biography

Those fireflies around the lantern...
They know their fate.
yet, they are in haste
to burn and waste
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I get lazy when a dream of you is being delivered
to me, I find awakening a difficult task,
as I see you in the vision,
bringing a flood of fire,
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Red colors...
Remind me of the forgotten sunsets.
Red, like the cheeks of a shy flower, innocent.
Floating on the Clouds, Swaying in the dark.
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I sank the room in the dark,
and lit the candles one by one,
but the romance won't fill air,
till the waiting is done.
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For nights my dream is missing,
till now I'm obsessed thinking,
yet, no way to start looking
for prints of a harmonic foot.
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