mardi 2 décembre 2008


Sitting on my mountain of sand
I watch the sun that asleep the ground...
As my glance reach the sky and its colorful iris
I ask myself:
Shall I go one day
Or shall I stay for eternity
In this solitude
Much more filled
than a thousand noisy towns...

In my golden solitude,
I watch the sun going down...


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