Serge Kapol

Rookie (10/08/1989 / Manville, NJ)


The wind passes through the trees,
And they all sway with the breeze
Losing their green,
Beginning a brand new scene.
Distant memories fade away
To make room for the bleak today
Reality fills the void
with soft particles of white,
And in my head I hear the soft echo of:

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