hen I feel that windÖthen

Iíll know Iím some place safe.
When gushes of sovereignty can blow this mortality off
my broad shoulders then Iíll know Iím where the
graveness of gravity, vagueness and vanity canít show their faces

IíLL LET THE WINDS COVER MY TRACKS, throw the
devils off course, knowing not which way,
which road to total liberty I take; my footprints erased, and past untraced;
the tears, hugs, and past loves; nags of the heated day and the calls
of yesterday; the unborn wants and Ďnever to be
livedí dreams will all lose their way. They canít trace my fate to
the pearliest of pearls, the brightest of worlds to hold
my soul!

IíLL LET THE WINDS BLOW THAT WORLD AWAY, and
stand still, watching as it floats like
the sun rays on a dazzling crystal lakeís discontented faceÖ
floating like a memory in perilÖit wonít sink, just drift like a raft.
itíll be a reminder to the hopelessÖthis life is simply tható

a cocoon


   

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