Mountains of time
By Jacqueline Park
Did my heart was torn
Have you heart blockage
No
Others went black
The remaining ashes of the trail
Luminance wind go away
Hollow longing is crying as well.
Now you are sick to my heart
Now you are sick can not cure heart
Way of life and from
Where you are standing on.
Flowing towards the mountains beyond the yers
Does not seem to stride infront of.
Maybe foreuer is wandering
You always find a way
Not seem to be looking for.
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