Awake

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An Artist, a poet, an optimist, made from dust

3 years ago

Eyes of owl

Wolf that howl

Rain inside my brain

Pouring images on my memory lane

Leaving mr. Sleep running like a lost sheep

Forsaken by darkness and the cold wind

Letting uncle fire attend the gathering

Lost his temper they end up into ashes no one remember.

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