In the Mist

A pleasant day without rain and wind
To the madness within the desert
I am saddened by life and its paths
The spots in the castles
While cars run and run
In the mist, without sun or moon.
Between two, four may fit
When we all can.

Rating: 4 out of 5.

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  1. Ioan M. says:

    Reblogged this on Cronopedia.

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