Taking your last steps until you're back on grass
Hoping the board from beneath won't fall
I won't fall
An inch away from being free
Of this never ending bridge
Well, that's what it seems
I'm at the end
The air is guiding me closer and closer everyday
I look back, all memories flooding into my head, than out
Good and bad memories lie on this bridge
Let's see what's next for me
VOUS LISEZ
Amaruq Poetry
Poésie"You looked up at the moon, and what did you see?" "I saw my reflection," "What reflexion of yourself did you see?" "I saw a grey wolf," "And what was he doing?" "It was standing on a high cliff admiring the horizon," "Where was its pack?" "It w...
