Photo: BL Media

Captured wet morning
In the well-set garden

In the long travel of day and  night
It could hold the baggage no more
So emptied itself last night
Hiding tears in the darkness
The followers have obstructed 
So is the sun becoming old without youth
The flowers lost the smile
In the wet morning.

Publish : 2020-11-08 14:45:00

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