by : Bacardi Gold
03/june/2021

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Listen to my thoughts and musings
as i print the words in your mind
See the brushes that i used
to paint your story unwind
The road that you used to tread
was the road that you left behind
You searched for some colors
you didn’t see the rainbow of a kind
It appeared in the night of your sleep
in the deep of your colorful flight
There was laughter in the air
and beyond the length were cries
There was abundance
next thing was drought as a prize
Parties were all around
where lonesomeness waited their turn
That’s how it was
life was lived
That’s how it will be and you should
live life to the fullest …
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Too good 💫
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Thanks a lot for your kind words !
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So beautiful😃
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Thank you, BookWorm !
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Wonderful!
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thank you…
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I love this line… roars of streams were heard
were ruins of the past hide
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thank you, rothpoetry, i love those lines, too…
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You are welcome!
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my pleasure….!
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A brilliant write!
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thank you so much !
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