i am going
for the lighter side of life
i pretend
that i am recently born
with a mind of
my own
i promise myself
that i can stand alone
and behave like an
island of the
vast ocean
the irony happens
people come
they become interested about
the meaning
of isolation
they search for what
is virginal
they want
something original
and then they will say
they will miss me a lot
that they really love me
and it is late that they realize this
the come in hordes
bringing with them their boats
when they arrive however
i am no longer there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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