Dienstag, 19. Februar 2019

to stay

All time
of my life
the attempt
to
development
to being
as a human

My years
are short
before the
farewell

Over there
I know that
There are none
dwelling
to stay

The inner
beats on
turnpike
soon to his
border

Since then
Big Bang
pray
in the tides
of the universe
the stars

Of it mine
my eyes
in the dream
blind spots
internally
firmament
every night
catch

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