11/05/22-20/08/22

The waters are dark, yet I can see through. 
A glimpse of hope will take me to you.

In prayers to gods I found my refuge.
I know that they hear, I am their stooge.

I whisper your name when morning birds sing,
And crave your touch like roses miss the sunbeam.

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I could live forever in my sweet illusion,
But our shiny castle become a confusion.