Time is moving like an endless sea,
The sea is so silent and blue,
Fog is building its wall,
I can't see a land nor the sky.
The wind is so cold......
Kissing me and brushing me,
Trying to tell me,
That i am the only one over here.
Only me, my breath and my heartbeat.
Such depthness, such loneliness,
And me, only me......
I can sense?
I can feel?
That i am still alive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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