Traditional Life

What if you are always wandering? Then the door closes to a longing hand.

Warm the layers to trace the way. Walk through waves towards crossroads.

Leaves dance along steps to speak. Love endures in good form. Trust the heart.

Long days return tired but ready to give what I love a thousand more tries.

 

 

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