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RE: The image is made of own imagination and thoughts

in #art6 years ago

My life changed.

When you left and said you would not return, the city was wrapped in gray fog

My life was ruined and I lost myself, Without encouragement to walk or breathe

The truth I can no longer, in my life the sun no longer rises, I am not in the mood to continue

Only sadness seized my heart. A gray mist seized me

But one day the sun came out, a long time passed but the joy returned

I touch the warmth of life and I fill my being with hope

In my arid fields, they twisted dreams

And that spiny and hostile mountain that became my life changed

My life changed completely, winter was gone, now I live in the spring of my life.

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thanks for the wonderful poem @anasuleidy