Glitters of snows lingers in eyes,
like a taste of a promised bliss,
while hangover of conscious,
in the chill of night,
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profound composition.....shared in a stunning knotty genre....loved it! ! !
the journey, begins with heart of defeat, there is some room, upon the top of the hill, as i lock the door, waiting for the next day.yes there lies hope forbrightto morrow and thatkeepsus alive inthis world...beutifullydepicted inverses.....10