as all good things come to an end
the sun went down and dusk came in
she believed....
“a new sun would rise next morning
no miracle…it has to happen
just few hours away”
her eyes closed …....she slept
to never see a morning again
the spirit left to astrals just before dawn
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and then it was a beautiful morning again....
psst...May 20 was my b'day...i had gone to St. Thomas Mount in the evening wih my mom n dad...the pic is one of the snaps that i clicked up hill....
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