I'm but soft wind.
Passing by one moment,
gone on the next.
I'm a far cry,
hidden inside a forest.
Soundly wishing for help,
but the wind steals.
It takes away voice
and makes me speechless.
Once more and again.
_________________no one
- Reading the Karneval manga, eating delectable chocolates.
- JoinedAugust 4, 2014
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