Lost Poem by August Sky

Lost



Sometimes here and now
Thing that live are ones in doubt
Nothing to say nor hear
So ignorant, so lost, so-
Everyday all the time
When will we wake up
And finally open our eyes

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Aldo Kraas 03 February 2007

Not a bad poem Is a fine poem though

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