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Tranquility in the silence of the evening A maiden walks in the garden with her night gown Illuminating moonlight touching her bare face She reminiscence her almost forgotten past While thinking deeply, her thoughts influenced her mind As stories of the past unfold before her eyes The unreachable past can be felt in the heart Chapters of her life, feelings hidden, resurfaced Sweet as a nectar from blooming flowers of spring A story where tears are evidence of sorrow Memories serene like the quiet winter's night Joy and sadness she experienced made her now This brought upon a faint smile in her once frowned lips.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
Reminiscence
Tranquility in the silence of the evening A maiden walks in the garden with her night gown Illuminating moonlight touching her bare face She reminiscence her almost forgotten past While thinking deeply, her thoughts influenced her mind As stories of the past unfold before her eyes The unreachable past can be felt in the heart Chapters of her life, feelings hidden, resurfaced Sweet as a nectar from blooming flowers of spring A story where tears are evidence of sorrow Memories serene like the quiet winter's night Joy and sadness she experienced made her now This brought upon a faint smile in her once frowned lips.
~Who else randomly recall memories at night? ~Does reminiscing the past makes you nostalgic or sad? ~Does it help you sleep or makes you stay up all night? The silence of the night helps me remember something in he past that either makes me happy, laugh, cry, sad or feel nostalgic. Sometimes thinking deeply makes me stay up late but also help me learn from my past actions. The regrets, the mistakes, the decisions, the reasons, the joy, the disappointments, the sorrow: It made me who I am now and put me to the path I take today. I guess it made me: Much stronger and better than before. XS {12-syllables by line}
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23/F/Beyond the skies
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
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