Poetry
Silvia, the Years Pass like Rainbows
The years pass like rainbows,
with each colour
clearly defined
and yet blinding into
the whole.
It is you who is the
cause of my sun,
you who clears my sky,
you who gives me the words
in which I fly.
Nice little poem.
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Nice little poem.
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