📓Anna’s Storybook📓
I never claimed my life was only gloom—
some pages glow with joy, where laughter blooms;
if I had hundred chapters, light would fill the room.
I once thought love was meant to stay for good,
first lines faint now, but father’s loss stood sharp;
I stopped asking why pain left its mark and scar.
No wings to fly to where his welcome waits,
no more shared meals, no more familiar gates—
a flame blown out, I walk through dark and mists...07062026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805
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