I can’t but follow your shadow
Footprints left by your steps
Watching my love die out
As snow that melt in your hands
I can’t but poison my blood
My heart, my soul, my bone
Since ain’t remain any good
And hopes like birds are gone
You were my morning, my light
The valley of green leafy dreams
Now I’m condemned to fight
The flood of a desert it seems
© Leonard Seiti
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