The eyes are threads of rivers
flown rapidly through skies
The mind, a straying cricket
sailing leaf-bound as it cries
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 7:58 AM UTC
The eyes are threads of rivers
flown rapidly through skies
The mind, a straying cricket
sailing leaf-bound as it cries
Curiosity in never question but rather instinct
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16/Neither/Dipolog City, Zamboanga D
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 7:58 AM UTC
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