In Extreme Case...
The sail without winds
It only the curtain
For the kitchen...
The sea without waves-
Like big lake, with
Crayfishes ones...
The sweet verses -
Like ice-cream
at the summer sun's...
Calmness no for me,
Give me please winds...
Or the pink breezes,
In extreme case...
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Thoughts along a transendental plain Tsira thankyou for the journey 10 +++ Chris