Saturday, October 10, 2015

hollow

Seaven seas away,
where the sun sets by the bay,
lives a man with an unknown name,
with a smile that forever makes my day.

across thriteen rivers,
he travels, and lingers,
his sweet sweat and tears,
fills up the western air...

No road can lead me there,
no ocean to swim through,
there's so much vacant air,
no wings to fly me to you...

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