Tuesday, June 21, 2011

SPRING SPRINGS TO SUMMER STATION

What is lost in atlasi bloom
Is the fathom of what is found
In atlasi bloom
When she opens at dawn
And life is a train
Closing the doors
To dash out of sight
And still remaining idle
In the station,
When you open your eyes
To bloom everyday
Or closing it at nights

tuesday 21 june

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