Lines criss-cross the orange sky..
Like the lines on my palm..
The ones on the sky bring showers anew..
Will the latter disturb my calm..?
The earth lets out a misty breath..
The chill envelops everything in its fold..
The forests inside and outside are dense..
Wonder what secrets they hold!!
Like the lines on my palm..
The ones on the sky bring showers anew..
Will the latter disturb my calm..?
The earth lets out a misty breath..
The chill envelops everything in its fold..
The forests inside and outside are dense..
Wonder what secrets they hold!!
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