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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

A strange thirst...

There’s a strange thirst Inside the ardent heart of mine. Someone is coming closer That I can’t stop myself Tough I tried several. Now I can’t escape As she is part of me. Everywhere I go, Everywhere she is…. I am travelling freely But my mind is captured. They call me ‘Traveler’ Tough I am an escapist..! Alas! That the pain is invisible, Or shall I be covered with mountains………

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