I hear the sound of nothing
hitting the roof of something
in the planet of nowhere
near the corner of maybe
under the sky of someday
I seat and I stretch my legs
and relax for a second
in the world of who knows what
waiting for who knows who...
does that makes sense?
perhaps no,
perhaps yes,
but again,
who cares?
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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