varuna19672022/08/11 22:09

a poetry of being most with some seek of life

another day just dawn with

As it could be

live as you be

Again of no many a ways

days which could been

Oh my how so much

On my own maybe

Arials would of

wood above high moon

Close of such river

On my own

looking in of life walk of

crossed so much

crossed as can be

nay of rays

joys of word

By on my own


wind up of as could be



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