Wednesday, July 28, 2010


Once i'm a stranger in year of the start
when my feet in question had entered to be as part.
Then i became a diver in m0nth of wisdom
tried swims deep together with cries, sweat and smile.

In minds fetching weeks sudden turned to sweetest count
in every wheze challenge, we faced in doubtless mount
But when the day meets my endless dream for a new
to hold unexpected world of blurring view
A hour of farewell can flood the dry sea
by the wept of leaving, minutes cause rain that unflee.

Since every seconds can leap the end
but probably not the last.

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