Mar 25, 2023
It is like,
The silk touch of the wind before a storm,
Stealing away a lone teardrop,
Only to replace it with a downpour.
Yet, you smile. And I dance anyway.
It is like,
The silk touch of the wind before a storm,
Stealing away a lone teardrop,
Only to replace it with a downpour.
Yet, you smile. And I dance anyway.
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