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keskiviikko 6. tammikuuta 2016

Time matures


Time matures, moments live.
Sentences are born, grow up
for the right moment.
Real life experience,
right trip.
The right moment to raise
bowl right on my lips.
I drink from the small drop,
which is sufficient for the moment to beauty.

Nectarine life of influx
warming inside me,
I know how
silence whispers to me.
The information required of all happiness.
As long as the time is humid,
and mature life flows through my veins.

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