Blinded
Hola my friend!
Yet another powerful lyric...
I walk on the snowy woods,
Amidst the gliding dewy drops
That rests on the sun's cheeks,
And blinds the window shield.
The sight turns dark and creep,
As the mind wanders among
Clouds of whimsical thoughts
And blows the dim oil lamp.
The innate zeal parts forever,
And the woods aren't lovely anymore
Since there's no more vision left to see.
Happy reading! Adios:)
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