Am alone in my own style, even though i could not figure out the written of the sky, directing me to my destination, but i could feel the breeze of the air, flowing nowhere-somewhere, cracks into my skin, saying 'i know how you feel', it dazzles me a lot, which makes me feel 'should i follow you'
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God is a wonderful creator. Everybody idiosyncrtic. Every has his/her own style in coping with life, talking walking, looking even in writing. As a first poem, it's a great write.