Bittersweet

The sun decides to set
The birds stop the chirping
The town grows quiet
And the chimeys start singing
A bittersweet song
For a day that is ending
Here we lay in a warm bed
Our love story just beginning

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strangerpaths

Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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