Every time the painted sky prepares for night, I think of your smile and wonder why at times we must travel separately in this life.
Till I see you again, meet me at sunset in thought,
for as you know
the early evening breeze
through the sunlit trees
is and has always been,
our song.
Charity
Till I see you again, meet me at sunset in thought,
for as you know
the early evening breeze
through the sunlit trees
is and has always been,
our song.
Charity
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