romance (Remove filter)
Superimposed
I spent the day
In a bad mood
With no hap stance
I could count good.
But at sunset
Miraculously I witnessed
The sun rose on my sky,
While crossing paths,
Object of my sight love,
Saw you closer I.///
Catching the sight of a love object has mood-uplifting powe
Tuesday 21st July 2020 2:26 pm
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