just the thing we carry wrongly.. but it is very worthy..
Sunday, August 24, 2014
the earth was stopped for me – so long ago..
when one of my wing was broken and me fell on my little land..
where me lived all my life only by walking – forgetting how to fly..
(started a writing..nearly 27 lines were there and
the last line is - the eyes were met again)
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