Thursday, May 15, 2025

Where is home ? 
Your eyes are my home..


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Thursday, May 8, 2025

I looked at you, and the sky crept into me.

Is the weather nice?

Is the sun bright?

The answer to them all is in your face.

The breeze of spring is also..

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Where is home ?  Your eyes are my home..

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    Bloody Moon Yet, I never wept in daylight, Never spoke with the absence in my pocket. With bloodshot eyes upon the sky, I never gazed, Never...
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