The astounding beauty of a foggy morning,
as cool breeze whisper through trees,
walking barefoot on the dew drenched grass,
my journey ahead fading in misty magic,
with a mystery of falling dewdrops,
I stride on hoping time pauses,
footsteps echoing in the howling breeze,
wandering on a lost meandering path,
through days of love and passions that time forgot.
walking barefoot on the dew drenched grass,
my journey ahead fading in misty magic,
with a mystery of falling dewdrops,
I stride on hoping time pauses,
footsteps echoing in the howling breeze,
wandering on a lost meandering path,
through days of love and passions that time forgot.
Gkp
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