hong kong max

the sun arrives
again lifting spirits
a life restarts
as if dark days
never passed before
we watch a tide of light
return from depths
solitude is overwhelmed
words lost on the wind
are finally heard
come again after silent times
the night alone
at end at last
a tender caress
from that sweet friend
sunny inspiration

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