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Half moon rising
In the arms of the breeze
Road ain't goin' nowhere
Just travellin' along
Hollow sounds all around
The wind always turns crazy
When my hand is pushing him
Far away to the north
The bush is only a dream
My eyes are painting it
With whispers of perfume
And flavour of a single malt
Blend me a river
It always turns to ocean
Silver lake green sky
Whatever makes your eyes
Shining in the dust
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I've read this a few times and it makes me think of something, not quite an image, more of a vague feeling of an image. Therefore, I'll have to come back to leave a proper comment after I think about it some more. Either way I like the first, second and last verses the best.
Écrit par : Val | lundi, 13 décembre 2010
i marvel at the originality and unique energy of your work.
and that you write in different languages as well. you are amazing.
Écrit par : tipota | mardi, 14 décembre 2010
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