My Words

Under the glow of diminutive sun

My head is bent and my spirit alight

My knees to my chest, a beguile image in my mind

I thought and thought of world unknown

Unsolved dreams, baffling me every time

A paper on my side crumpled, teary from the side

I wrote thousands of words that not make sense

I wrote millions of words that hold no grip or no tie

I work on my remorse, happiness and cry

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