Mist Walk
Walking without a route, between the midnight mistSearching for a love that vanished in thin air
Covered with lies hidden behind a false smile
Denying to believe in love again
Until someone knocks to your door
Recovering the lost feeling
Mist Walk
Walking without a route, between the midnight mistPoetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
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