nothing is in my disposability, this moment
has its own decision, it's better my
dear, deliberately steps
should be ahead,
who knows,
what's
hidden in the womb of future, the flame of
wilderness doesn't care anything, in
a wink turns the exuberant
land in pile of ash !
vivid lineal
and -
impulsive night, bluish mirage, heated - -
breath, trembling lips, impaction
of arms, somatic fusion !
all together can
bring the
persona toward the melting skyline, just
rethink, before molding the life in
unknown passionate frame !
still moon is above
the mahogany
tree - -
the hide and seek should be continue - -
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