ground

The sound of water falling down

reminds me of the days

my eyes were obsessed

by a ground that always

stood unchanged

i still remember sweet voices

following the ground

making it less alone

the ground was a piece of home

I was carrying out with me

I remember when the days

were rough looking down

would cheer me up

now looking down has

lost its effect

now I look at faces talking

I look at unreachable skies

and I look at my self

with my eyes open wide

◄ catching surprises

black holes ►

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Anya

Sat 28th Jul 2018 18:22

😘😘😘

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racha chafik

Sat 28th Jul 2018 18:19

thank you anya so much 😘

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Anya

Sat 28th Jul 2018 18:17

Excellent! Resonates with me a lot! Thank you! 😘

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