Digital drawing · poetry

. . and the

sun did shine.

moon rised.

light loved the dark.

Am I supposed to be the one,

that I am to be.

Once the mystery of yours was,

now none lives every step of one can.

Far away from my galaxy to your neighborhood,

a nice and lovely worst enemy of mine.

So, my ox.

the moron who justifies all of the one,

position will always judge all of my fallacies.

Here is my Windows phone.

Care to take my selfie in your place.

Can we never stop all of our insane loving grace for each other.



®Artsydhude 97-19


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