The Same Canvas
- nicola
- Oct 28, 2018
- 1 min read
Relentlessly several years pass by, The sweet odor in wine has gone awry. Bearing a fragment of bedtime lullaby, At dawn you are lost by my side. Against the imperceptible wave, Strong enough is our love to embrace. Same cave for us may not be comely grace, Our heart under the same sky is never effaced.

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