No Winter Lasts Forever
My beloved, the rain is writing sweet love letters to the sunPenning memories of summers with the colours of pure bliss,Through the storms, these pitch-dark…
My beloved, the rain is writing sweet love letters to the sunPenning memories of summers with the colours of pure bliss,Through the storms, these pitch-dark…
God doesn’t gamble at the breathing gatesNeither to north, nor south behind the blue,The strings of life are searching for their fatesIn quest of love…
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