keskiviikko 22. marraskuuta 2017

BREATH

The cold darkness of the winter night,
when all existence is black and white,
it hides from the pain felt in the gray light
of the dismal days filled with fear and remorse.

One can breath the freezing air of the night,
and let it cleanse what was once a soul.

22.11.2017

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