Silently he was wandering...

About some musings;

in those cold nights,

with freedom lingers.

When all the solitude alights,

the will to make the heart, which is

( so lonely and appart ),

from the world, so cold

to be near of his tender dream love!

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Respect the dream of his

long loneliness to release,

against the cruelty of time

passing with hopes fade;

and become pain, the same

companion to stay, until late!

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   Rosamar  Freedom