Monday, May 01, 2006
Solitude
Because you have
So often called me
Out of the darkness,
I have grown strange,
Separated from time.
The mist is very dark.
The distance between us
Is vast. The echoes
disappear
in our dreams.
But you have called me
So often
Out of the darkness,
That I tremble
When I reply.
posted by D at 4:39 PM
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Jakarta - Indonesia
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