Sometimes. Sonnet
And I will pray tonight.
The tree that sleeps without leaves,
The sun without shine…
We do surrender all our lives
In the violent hurricane,
And're happy, closing eyes as blind,
To spend our time in vain.
Forget us being laughing wees
With never fading smiles
And dreams and hopes and beliefs...
Thus we accept the rules and lies
The moment when forever leave
And our final breath receive.
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