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At the end of the day

There's beginning of a night

Filled with peace and love

Flowing gently through my veins

Letting the nerves rest and relax

 

At the end of each night

A new day retreats in our life

Playing the music of hope

Giving us light of love

Letting us explore the whole new world

 

At the end of darkness we see

There's brightness spilled

Lovely colours of Happiness and love

To hold the lover tightly in your arms

Weaving dreams of beautiful tomorrows

 

 

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Nigel Astell

Fri 27th Aug 2021 00:37

Dream the dream
tomorrow can wait.

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