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Feb 2013
...Seven days of
crawling beneath the heavens
have passed
the sun of a pale warmth
seemed to have
forgotten
that I am
still
here
Perhaps I stayed
under the shadow for too long
or the shadow devoured
each cry
and fallen into deaf ears
I cried for water
you gave me salt for my hunger
Looming at a distance
a different sunrise
of hope in despair
I see a refuge
salvaged by a
lightning...
Mek
Jan09
Mek and the Infinite Madness
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Mek and the Infinite Madness  Under my bed...
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