Today the sky is blue as far as I can see-
Except perhaps for one cloud
Dancing within the shadows of time.
Today I am locked inside of a metal box-
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What a poem! There is a desire for the wide view of open nature In urban captivated life it's not possible.But, in the inner self there are tall trees, the rustling of breeze, the singing Cicadas....Moving.
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What a poem! There is a desire for the wide view of open nature In urban captivated life it's not possible.But, in the inner self there are tall trees, the rustling of breeze, the singing Cicadas....Moving.