POMADAY
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Looking
I am stumbling, the world is a precipice,
all is uniform in color and shape.
I looked for you, I sent my heart
between my eyes to find you.
I found there the green of the past,
and the black abyss of tomorrow.
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