THE FLEETING PROMISE - -
hasn’t reached to the level of that
ripeness ; thus life, until now
searching the refuge of
completion , the
periphery of
needs
extents every minute, ambition to
get beyond the limit, brings
the emotion near the
brackish lake, the
twitchy lips,
tired
body, undulating reservoir waits in
the short vision, thirst never
quenched, seeking a drop
of sweet water, but
fate doesn’t
favor,
the burning sky, not all the time will
be sympathetic, the floating
rainclouds teased with
beautiful modus
operandi ;
passed
above the sand dunes for a while, it
looked with deserted eye,
conceivably said by
silence; today
just feel the
wet wind,
if your
destiny will be trusty enough, again
we will come back with hydrous
perception, until then
adieu my friend - -
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