oh the man is finally race
It reaches a sad plane watery
and looks away thoughtfully and cleverly
but never reached hope
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Human desire And receiving balance Always on zigzag road......
my heart sits on the branch of nothingness round em gather gently look, look at the stars in me, the past fall like a stone in silent peace silent blue time flies by Who would I speack to who would I listen to. thank you my dear poet. tony