Needless to say
if I shall exit as soon as I enter.
My goal was never to
gain fame or riches
It was to expel the pain that entered,

For this I gave my all
and my soul was rendered
The Wind doesn’t whisper anymore
it kisses…

A mistletoe each day
For if I shall exit as soon as I
enter.

May my words bring
Reviere.

#Poem #whisperingnature

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