Freedom
My freedom, from foolishness to innovations, from my narrow mind, to play chess in cosmos with sea horses
Oh my infinite and inexhaustible
Her unsung songs, unplayed roles, not spoken words
Her voice, aroma, her look
Crusted by the look from my heart to breath and shout
man I'm going insane
Like I don't get sleep, but I wake up from canyon to mountain and from mountain to canyon
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Wednesday 19th April 2017 11:15 pm
Come
Gazing at sky's I beg life with blood, with soul
Longing for your come back, you're dreams of wind, mountain of my thoughts, open my doors in your heart clouds, wake me up, blow on my sun hopes of lights, your tale arrival, so I can sit next to you quiet and calm, just to be quietly rich by you, just to calmly live by you.
Wednesday 19th April 2017 7:43 pm
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