In the wide, vast sea
I'm stranded in my tiny boat
Not a single thing at sight
Oh how freely I can float
I didn't bother to care
If I fall off and drown
It's just the same
When I am on the ground
Everywhere is suffocating
No matter where I go
How does one breathe again
If drowning is all they know?
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Fall
PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
