Linx troy Poems

The Sun is burning rusty dandelion leaves
And layer by layer of earth stripped off
By storms that comes one by one without end.
Poison ivy is untouched and booming, greening and stronger.
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What do I cry for?
For myself and you!
It is not my intention
That something comes to me.
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I don't know when my Journey began.
I don't know when my journey will end.
What I can see is my fate follows natural laws.
We are all stars of universe.
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