Rough copies…
This white-hued piece,
You need to breathe in.

Facades of life,
A sketch of dreams…
Just to be green-minded.

People with visions,
There’s a need of console…
A hindrance for unity.

Those lines that overlap,
Too stiff to be expressed…
But believe… So ideas will be poured.

To purchase a scheme,
More penny to one,
But never underline such.

For hope to last,
Then offer to dole out;
And great you’ll be.

(12/12/12 @xirlleelang)