A trans maybe Maybe this is a vision Appears in painting form Of black and white route A mystery I cant explain. A lot it whispers Felt it inside of me Seem of sorrow and pains In strange language me deaf. This, a trans maybe As my sight quivers Along this fearful route Found myself invisible As Ive felt and see How the dry plants Try to cover untold stories From the sunlight. 19/3/2014 Copyright NIA.
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 23:46:32 +0000
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