Comments about Ari Alsio
I saw a dream,
that the wind ran my team,
I woke up in the morning,
I collected clothes and I was born in
I jumped in my clothing
trusting for the father thing,
Then I walked on breakfast tea,
then was forced to go to the pee.
I was wondering what to do today,
why does not go to cross my day?
Well, and indeed was raining snow,
I realized that life is just a show!
I Am Still
I am still
And not I,
even if the hardwood ash,
if you need that I require.
The human being is a human
finally an ash,
when pheromones are dispelled.
The fragrant spring gets,
my desire burning up,
but the point is already in the autumn.