When your eyes
looks the sky
my heart left on the aisle ways
when the rain turn our lines
you can see flowers grew up and looking the rails
old and dark
could and crags
The Easter day climb on the story
I do not have a destiny
I climb after rainy
and your face attached to easy
I climb of the wall because human was highly
the raise should be looking at the sky
the raise of straight in my eyes to up seem destiny
on the destiny
or story
so not easy to understand
To little my foot
and stride the root
( Cologne Germany, April 2014)
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