put your boots on and rush across the sea with the motivation to do good
swim with the moving tide and reach for a utopia made of multicolored flowers
I stay where I am as if to not hold you back
but your joyful exuberance takes my thoughts and transforms them into the rain clouds that we'd eventually dance under
ČTEŠ
Crossing the dark moon
PoezieIt is up to every man to choose what path they follow. Whether it be in fairness or out of spite, the choice is up to the individual at the end of the road
