Empty
Seems someone spread it in my eyes
Was that a dream of breaking silence?
Or maybe reckless goddess’ bless?
I was so close that almost touched it
But as I held it in my hands
I only watched the rope of sand
To disappear in distant past
It was the first to meet the last
The match to burn this all in flame
It was the threat and even checkmate
But not the final set of game…
(07.10.2010)
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