I stop.
I stop for a while.
And look behind
To see how many roads I've walked,
How many verses are there
Unfinished -
In those back pages.
I stop,
Just for a while.
And see.
All the buildings, boulevards, drains,
And boys and girls in the streets,
Who would never make friends
With me.

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Apathetic Symbols (And An Out-of-work Blood Vending Machine)
PuisiThere's something I wanted to do after coming back from my incognito status. SO, I thought I would work with typographical symbols. Hope you'd like it.