Night has turned into morning
red hues began to emerge from the sky on the eastern horizon
broken...beautifully broken
there is hope from the beautiful colors that were born this morning
a glimmer of good hope hidden in the heart combined in words towards the sky as a prayer
I still look at it with feeling and hope
I hope the sun doesn't appear so quickly, erasing the beauty of the broken pieces from its light
Isn't this just a hope that can't be achieved? I have to let go of some things because nature demands...
O blue sky with orange below you
See you tomorrow morning
I hope you come again, become more beautiful than today
Thank you for the glimmer of beauty you brought today
Here I am waiting for you with a million hopes, I hope we meet again...
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