A little time
And all shall be fine.
A little peace
Will flow to the mind.
No longer
In a mind.
Everything will be alright
As one lays down
In the dark of night.
A little time
And all shall be fine.
A little peace
Will flow to the mind.
No longer
In a mind.
Everything will be alright
As one lays down
In the dark of night.
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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