miércoles, 12 de abril de 2017

Someone missing



I waked naked, started to walking
with the rising sun, I walk fast to touch its rays 
I was bathed for night.
In the river, my hair had a small crystals 
& in my skin, inside, large thorns, I pull them
& the end, there was a white flower
but I, let her go.  M



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