Poems In English In the Mist Posted by The Risell Chronicle on February 24, 2023 A pleasant day without rain and wind To the madness within the desert I am saddened by life and its paths The spots in the castles While cars run and run In the mist, without sun or moon. Between two, four may fit When we all can. ⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4 out of 5. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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