03 February, 2015

This lonesome run of how many miles
As that end is way too far to reach
But,ever if recited-tales of adventures
I'd always laugh from my best of it!
~
Roughed day;
Like plastic' a while
To get predicted,or
Live as, a sly trick
This strange terrain of laughter
Deceives so easily-somehow
I feel invisible,all.And
As you are too
Nearby.
~

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