On dark hills shadowed by sorrows
is sparkling the snow of the day dreams
and birds with their soft wings closed tightly
are running towards it in long rows
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A compelling read.Its one of the few poems, that correctly defines the frailty of our being.An Emily Dickinson touch but not her obscurity.You've got a rare & real talent.Keep it up.
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A compelling read.Its one of the few poems, that correctly defines the frailty of our being.An Emily Dickinson touch but not her obscurity.You've got a rare & real talent.Keep it up.