Sunset “That was her magic — she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.” —- – Atticus Poetry – —- [Taken at the office of VIET SUN Travel Services Development Co., Ltd – our client]
Rising “How much love, the people who come The two arms flew up like wings The chest dares to welcome fierce winds Feet treading mud are not afraid of slugs.” ————— – To Huu –