Those glaring stars of the night,
Those reluctant sighs of the immense sky
That entourage of those tides
Resting along the shoreline,
We impressions of a tale,
Imploring for inception,
with the missing protagonist -
one who made, that walk indelible,
from the evening,
that was drafted on white fabric,
of...
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27-May-2018 • 962 views