Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The sun is setting fast on the day's gloom
Posing on the palm of the hand
Creeping on a cushion in the bright room
Nowhere to go anywhere

Jumping, playing tennis in the country
Fireballs thrown very far
Thinking of a place I need to get soon
Seeing the life going dry

Cold in the snow. Beautiful picture
Nobody knows my name

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