A Man On A Quest;
Bring the winds that scream,
Spill the fog all over me,
So I close my eyes to old ends,
Roll my sleeves up and start again.
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The Man Above The Boy Within
PoesíaA Story in 5 parts, A collection of poems from a fragmented personality.🤺
Part IV
A Man On A Quest;
Bring the winds that scream,
Spill the fog all over me,
So I close my eyes to old ends,
Roll my sleeves up and start again.
