Somebody

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Somebody is crying not loudly

on a distant star.

Perhaps he is lonely

or simply unhappy. 

He sits on a big stone, 

dressed in a dark coat of the night. 

And eternity flies past him. 

He is waiting for something 

He is trying to hear something. 

Maybe, he has loved the blue planet «Earth»?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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