It so seems to me
That you spy me
From the corners of time
Which they say no longer is
For such thing
Does not exist
But I remember…
It so seems to me
That you are near
Because I dream you
In the deep far ends
Where my memory gets
And you peer into my mind
Since those days when
My skinny body was
Made of young cells
And bewilderment…
And it so seems
Because I sense you
Like a dry tear
To the departed dead.
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Surreal by AnaCBStudio
