Those first 25 years that we love so much, are neither sound or real, a prelude to our forgotten lives, they haunt us, day and night — And so all we do, is run and hide, run and hide
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thanks for the read and comment buddy, they really mean a lot to me... and as for the comment that vanished, I am sorry about that but I don't see it too.... and the GOD of the Moon is just an adjective for the too scientific and logical and self-aware beings... lol
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I remember that I had posted some observation here, about the poem. Somehow it's vanished. Poor me, pity, pity! ! Ph is playing truant with me.
thanks for the read and comment buddy, they really mean a lot to me... and as for the comment that vanished, I am sorry about that but I don't see it too.... and the GOD of the Moon is just an adjective for the too scientific and logical and self-aware beings... lol