Conundrum
Recommends to understand the past
What for now? In the middle of city jungle, missing nature
Day by days, which are passing unconsciously fast
Remember you were never riding winds,
In the gusts,
Hands were busy,
Holding the mast
Above eternal sky
And sunshine blinds
Who knows, who cares
Nobody no one trust
Those conundrums longlasting
Have to stay the last.
14-09-12
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