The golden hour has been started,
lost in a reverie were world so serene
I don't know why? maybe it just a feeling
where time still store and nothing was it seemed
the sun is blushing like a helianthus
now the color is vivid and also the sound is pure
the chuckles of sunbeam is so cured
the sensory is overload but nothing is obscured
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Author:
Juniperisdead (
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- Comment from author about the poem: i wrote this poem on 12 january but i completed on 9 may i dont know why but i was just confused how should i end this poem but today i just decided yo end this poem so rn im uploading
- Category: Short story
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