I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
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Saturday, January 15, 2011
My Pain
I smile as my heart get torn I wipe eyes as tears slide and roll Love races like lunatic horse Life acts a merciless harness I die in bliss as she turns and smile I die again as she reach horizon miles
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