Same as before we set apart.

One day we will meet each other for sure, when the stars will be out shining & bright but envious – of our light. Then we both will sit together and feel all the tiredness we had in searching for each other, our sad, weary hearts will start to talk and the silence will scream. […]

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Beauty of Night.

And a night is no more beautiful than dwelled with a mad river surrounded by creaking, swaying trees, extorting, plundering insanity and a rainy lullaby.

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