Beauty,
is what she looks like
Sadness,
within her light
Darkness,
comes with her presence
Wings,
carry me in the night
Mountains,
hold us way behind
Winds,
when skies are tight
Luck,
is all what we need
Happiness,
is far from my sight
Future,
is not coming through
God,
please make things right
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Abdullah Ayyash
February 2nd, 2017