Saturday, April 12

The Art Of Tray - There is we alone, and I together.

The darkness now seems to be withdrawn, from the ruins once shattered.
I stand at the summit of depth, holding strong the hope, and believe in my eyes, wide.
Appreciations won't matter to me, as long as I do not satisfy myself.
There are dreams to be fulfilled, there are voices to be heard.
There are tears to be cried and laughter to be heard.
There is we alone, and I together. :)

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