Oct 25, 2009

Alone


Straight ahead is a cloud
Continued...
Walk..
And wind to meet me

Ah...
I want always here
Pasture subconscious
Alone..
I saw the wind
Under green blast
Without the intervention of the world
Quiet...

Slowly my eyes closed
Asleep with a smile
It was going to die here..
Alone

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