maanantai 13. tammikuuta 2014

Do you remember

Do you remember the bird migration path,
what takes my heart?
Do you remember the bumps belly mound,
remember the soft spots;
the pitfalls of the flank muscles.
Life has gone over me,
edited it all over again,
You learn that a new road feel?

Life, I get it every time, but less
puzzles to confound porridge.
Not enough of us are not endowed with wisdom,
is the image of the philosopher ever created.
Genes in Sicily, in the strong roots of the vines.
The path of life, it is completely unpredictable.

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