Ferris Wheel
Days through days.
Fire in snow.
Someone says:
'Ground - below'
Hard to find
Sense to live,
But pulse in mind:
'Chance to give'
Grow the Soul,
Ruin the maps.
Heart is bowl
Full of traps.
Greatest thing
Ever learned:
Since you blink
Path - returned.
6.08.2012
NikA
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