at peace i stand
alone
feeling the wind
dry my tears
images flash
before my eyes
limp languid loss
my gaze looks outwards
silently i moan
i need more
my soul searches, yearning but never fulfilled.
alone
feeling the wind
dry my tears
images flash
before my eyes
limp languid loss
my gaze looks outwards
silently i moan
i need more
my soul searches, yearning but never fulfilled.
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