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Anticipation of a Nights Shelter

by 11d

The last ray of the sun illuminates The distant mountains and running carriage. Awakening memories in me About the time when we were together. I am rushing to a familiar valley, Where the village sleeps glimmering with lights And aromas mingle amid fireplaces and dinners getting cold Maybe she is waiting – once my most beloved.

TAKE ME UP

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