Come, come April showers!Flush out the toxins of the drak night,
Bring the flowers
Of a new life,
And flush me away!
I want to swim with the stream,
Awake from this dream,
Stop hearing the silent scream
That scorches me under my skin.
Come, come April showers!
This winter has been so long...
Photo: Dream big and don't give up by Lola Graven
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