Out of my shell
Rain drops float
Upon the surface of You
Lake Geneva
My smile is still
What about Yours
Readjustment is never
An easy task
They say
Your heart is always red
Mine has turned a little grey
Time and different space
Push me slightly
Out of my shell
Yet I tell myself
One shall never be afraid
Of his own fate
And unknown path
Written by JerSki BjorkSen
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