sâmbătă, 16 martie 2019

Conundrum

I live my life inwardly
Everything that is important is happening inside.
Outside, is to much noise, to wavy.
I might be taken by a tide.

I give my hopes to the moon.
She is quiet, magical and trustworthy.
If the sun sees them bloom, he could burn them to soon,
Enthusiastically.

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