A cold touch,
firm thought it was
Deep impression left
upon my clay heart
Half Smile
Lights up the room
can see it so clear
eyes opened or closed
The sunshines
covered by clouds
warm summer snow
followed by a cold winter sun
Reality too dream-like
or a dream all too real
day dreaming
and night walking

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