I ran, I ran and I ran
I flee so me and only me can be free
I ran through budh and creeks
over mountens and through valiys
why I ran?
I don't know
my dear elder brother told me so
after many years I still doas he wished
I ran
YOU ARE READING
poems
Поэзияpoems that I wright and I just want people to see them. none of the art in this is mine.
