a fraction of mind. translation of feelings.

across the river, barefooted.

fullmoon.

the little voices kept me caged.

I wish, I wish, I wish, I had someone else to run to.

but you.

and before I know, life passes me by

and all I have is just dry leaves.

and a rainy morning……..

-new jersey, sept 09, 08-

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