sharp minds
cold nights
the light is out
our thoughts are doubt
ice drinks
summer winds
the fire is out
my desire to shout
mellow skies
children's cries
the world is out
our feelings down
simple faces
slowly paces
no one is here
no one-
not even near.
by Sini
by Sini
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