Bhyllabus l'énigme

A Cahya Legawa's Les pèlerins au-dessus des nuages

Soul without the roof

We are the shadows, we hide from the light
We are the birds, we have no flight
We are the flowers, we wilt in the sun
We are the stars, we fade in the dawn

We are the candles, we burn in the dark
We are the sparks, we have no fire
We are the rivers, we dry in the heat
We are the rainbows, we have no color

We are the homeless kids who live in fear and hunger
We are the forgotten ones who deserve better
We are the brave souls who never give up
We are the human beings who need your love.


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About Me

Hello, I’m a general physician by day and a fiction and blog writer by night. I love fantasy and adventure stories with a cup of tea. Whether it’s exploring magical worlds, solving mysteries, or fighting evil forces, I enjoy immersing myself in the power of imagination.

I also like to share my thoughts and opinions on various topics on my blog, where I hope to connect with like-minded readers and writers. If you’re looking for a friendly and creative person to chat with, feel free to message me.


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