Find your stars- she said, following her words she turned away and vanished in a single moment.
Children singing in the endless depths of night.
Red reflection in my eyes.
Drone.
Crushing glass was all I heard, the harsh sound felt like splinters of ice penetrating the very center of my soul.
Meaningless words empty my space and the ink in my pen is finishing. (Ink has no place to be in here)
The righteous man... It fell aside my broken wings and learned to fly in the mist of the autumn nights of my last year in the final path of a destination unknown to mortals, singers and liars.
30 jul 2010
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