Read Author: Dear Poet
I lost myself in the
Realm of songs
For others it was
a passing time
For me a bit long I was dancing
without any fears,
No tension, no doubts,
No tears
Only the crescent moon
And that winds
entwined with my soft croon
After thirty
When I opened my eyes to a crowd
I felt a bit embarrassed
But more, I felt PROUD
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