17 grudnia 2013
At times it feels as if all beacons are gone
Every night 
the same stars shine above us
and the night brings darkness
that does separate
 
and at times it feels as if all beacons are gone
but on every new morning 
we do again see the light of the sun
and it turns that which is between us 
to days of hope
when together we walk life’s road of love.
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