Body
Soul
need of
that
cold
winter
alike blankets
feeding the
calm,
Shakespear
and hats.
Snow
my mind
fingers
probe
to that delight
of
atmosphere
sight
Eating
delicasy
feeling
Hierarcy
ups and downs
world order
like
laughs
Of a Byzantine
dog.
Up just
jump
read
a book
find
what you seek.
You know
, you re not
the end
you re not
gone
you are one
and this world
just take
it simply
and slow.
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 9:20 PM UTC
Body
Soul
need of
that
cold
winter
alike blankets
feeding the
calm,
Shakespear
and hats.
Snow
my mind
fingers
probe
to that delight
of
atmosphere
sight
Eating
delicasy
feeling
Hierarcy
ups and downs
world order
like
laughs
Of a Byzantine
dog.
Up just
jump
read
a book
find
what you seek.
You know
, you re not
the end
you re not
gone
you are one
and this world
just take
it simply
and slow.
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