CoNtAnDo: No La ViDa VeRdAdErA, SiNo La ImAgInArIa... S.


viernes, 5 de abril de 2013




I took a bus to my own place,
It took a while, it took a while.

Where sun shines at an angle,
The leaves are falling, falling.

The words "aren't you read'",
I'm cycling to remember.
So fast, I'm cycling for a place.

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