lunedì 21 febbraio 2011


Timeframes pervaded with peripheral melancholia,
Submerged in a deep-seated loosening,
Carry me into a spiral contemplation.
Time after time I wound up
Enveloped in blank circles,
Headed for nowhere.
Many a time I locked the floodgates
To my free quest
And putrified in an unrelenting captivity,
Awaiting brighter days.

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