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Walking towards tomorrow
Lying on the bed, alone and shivering,
As the coldness of the morning breeze enters my bones,
Awaiting to be embraced by the morning sunlight.
The sound of nature is all there is,
Making a melody that...
As the coldness of the morning breeze enters my bones,
Awaiting to be embraced by the morning sunlight.
The sound of nature is all there is,
Making a melody that...
