Its all about finding the calm in chaos. My mind wanders sometimes,. To the beauties, my naked eye,. Fails to notice many a times. The green, blue hues of the dawn,. Strangely replaced by haze and smog,. The rhythmic sounds of the earth,. Whole by shadows, no mirth. With curved lips and sad eyes,. Souls and greens so intertwined,. Broken branches, the leaves, they only die. Pitter patter, the rain no longer showers,.

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Winter came like a curse. Foam off the sea blew across the land,. Coating the grass in white. How the moon holds sway. Unknown, google image search. I was raised in a brick house.