only the rain and the wind...
the letter thrown away is flying.
too low, in order to bend down.
somebody threw emotions away,
and now, they will recommend,
to the four directions of the world.
on the empty route, raise dust and
irregularities. I have dry lips,
and large desire.
an constantly uphill, from Your favour,
and I just thank for it, my God.
I have the purpose...
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Very nice poem, marked with emotions. Written lightly, shapely and with feeling. I like it.