It will numb and wear out,
when too much attention gets.
Inside of an old red maple
glow, and the roots of the tearing force
time patina beautifully patinated.
A dim twilight the dawn
I wake up in the head full of words, they pulsate
pace of life mainly in the heart.
The city is reflected in the siliuetti
against the faint light.
I look forward to the express train from Helsinki
brought about by greetings, and safely
access to the home of the world
swallowed by children. the earth trembles
under your feet, and are cracked
clouds flow down the form of flakes.
Are you awake guardian angel
out there in the sky?
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