Poem -
A BREEZE
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There is much noise here
 and emptiness
 but I can still love
 because of your sweet breeze.
I try to be cheerful
 and always try to hide my bitterness,
but the stormy winds
constantly color my soul with a dry hue.
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Comments
Aye, there is always a sweetness behind every storm in life, live, love and hope. Keep goingÂ
YES M RIGHT. Thanks for you words.
Always colored blue
I am the shadow of the Blue đź’™ 🔵 đź’™Â