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SOMETIMES EVEN WORDS CAN'T HOLD THE ESSENCE OF THOUGHT

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Dispersion

Through every cloud,
A sliver climbs,
A rain drop here,
To lead to shine.
Through every tear,
A lightness will rise,
A sorrow there,
Turning divine.
And passing through,
Merging as one,
Through lonely skies,
Here comes the sun.
Posted by Anka Wisha at 11:18 AM

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