Rain clouds no longer hide the sun

Guided by the hazy sun.
And the words of good fortune.
I will not linger on this path.
With thoughts of suffering.
And those who only promise pain.
For I have a different path.
A quick switch and stirring memories.
A woman whose hair
has blown in the wind.
Whose lips smolder
towards heaven.
A winter beauty waiting
for my return.


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