if I lift myself,
will my life be alright,
like the bicycle droves in the street of nothing hill
if I shared my steps to them,
would it be perfect,
like the river that drifts in the mountain
if I chose to do your way,
would it be the best path,
will it be the way thru the edge of tranquility
if I let my life put on silence,
like the soundless room of deep blue ocean,
would it make me more human to you
if I close my eyes,
like the blind and never open it until I depart,
would I still see your sweet and naïve face...
-gab david
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