Return of She
Broken pieces of glasses
moves around the high-way
while water flows away,
Lights were drizzling
over the road - nearby
woods were mangrove
and someone,
someone was crying
between the hearts
I saw,
her shadow
Standing still scared
Over the walking sands
Somehow, Somewhere She is ....
The Wind
The Blood
The Glass
Bounces and flies
A floating glass runs way ! Returns the long trail
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