b i r t H s o i l


The together spent moments 
in the birth soil of the village ground 
is still shining there 
on the flat corner of young hearts.

May the growing souls 
haven't a lot of time to look back 
on those happy spent moments.

But yet, the spark of 
returning back to the heaven 
is still growing with their age.

Because the birth soil 
is something so priceless feel 
that one individual couldn't vanish 
the golden moments 
from the sixth sense:)




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