All this time, I let the fools
Listen to me.
And, I was fooled again:
...
Translucent horizon,
Touching the colors:
Pale, yet conspicuous.
...
"And I
Am the arrow
The dew that flies.
Suicidal…"
...
You trusted the mist,
All the answers fell through,
A vague coherence.
...
Something disappeared,
From the appearance
Of the lane:
Bending the memories
...
An under construction building:
Envied by the neighbours.
A window cleaner:
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