pg.lost Crystaline

They don’t talk anymore…
They haven’t blow for so long…
The winds are tired…
a Lonely dark sunset…
Me and a bitter smoke…
Dreaming of winds…
To blow in my mind…
They are not goanna blow again…
Looking to the sky…
With an empty mind…
No poetic feelings..
They all have left us…

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