In my corner at the edge, where the earth meets the sky
Can feel sounds emerging into the space
Transforming into images in the end of the day
And before we speak the sun melts them into rain
Back to earth, they start to decay
Can feel sounds emerging into the space
Transforming into images in the end of the day
And before we speak the sun melts them into rain
Back to earth, they start to decay
©Restful Rain
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