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this dusk feel like ,it is pouring its beutiful an

this dusk feel like ,it is pouring its beutiful and boundless love 
on me,calling me to merge with it 
deriving towards itself to the eternity,
teaching me the lesson of being calm and composed.
its existence is immortal ,far far from the world.
its healing the pain ,
the pain of dejection of soul.
in spite of these glorious tombs,the glittery faces,
The slippery hands,oweful expressions
but i am waved by this light ,
carrried away by this  healing air ,
on journey to find myself. #way to myself
this dusk feel like ,it is pouring its beutiful and boundless love 
on me,calling me to merge with it 
deriving towards itself to the eternity,
teaching me the lesson of being calm and composed.
its existence is immortal ,far far from the world.
its healing the pain ,
the pain of dejection of soul.
in spite of these glorious tombs,the glittery faces,
The slippery hands,oweful expressions
but i am waved by this light ,
carrried away by this  healing air ,
on journey to find myself. #way to myself
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