Approaching too fast that hard to control
Coming from the direction that hardly to see
Too fast approaching that difficult to accept
Forming too fast that hardly to believe.
. . .
jr.
Poetry of Dreams
Hear Me. See Me.
I can clearly hear you, Yet, I am deaf on my own, I can clearly see you, Yet, I am blind on my own. Deaf on my own voice, I only listen to...
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