- Thứ 5 Tháng 4 04, 2024 12:23 pm
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- Whisper of tomorrow
What does tomorrow hold? No souls can say
Yet with dawn’s light, heart swell,
Planing joys and task into morning embrace
They dance and play, a hopeful human race
Dreams cast wide into vast, open sky
While fickle winds of fate whisper, “Defy”
As they step into the unknown
With hopeful light on paths not shown.
Silence follows the storm’s last cry
Among ruins
They spirits sigh. Then, turning eyes to the sky so nigh
They pray for guidance from stars on high
Grand dreams fade, as time rushing on
Beneath the stars, our leaps
Fate’s current, quiet yet profound
Strips them to their core
Leaving wonder all around
Silence follows the storm’s last cry
Among ruins, theirs spirit sigh.
Then, turning eyes to the sky so nigh
They pray for guidance from stars on high