Greg Tirkey


Once Again She......

I have come from the way of desert,
where I left all my decent art,
There have been long emo in my heart,
which will never be off me impart.

Again there's same sound of bell,
that I heard when I was on the sand sail,
It reminds me of some solitary tale,
of some elite, some ecstasy and some life's pale.

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