Everybody sleeps,
They are exhausted by the
Games in the mountain.
A bath and a cigarette,
I am alone with the stars.
Alone
01 Monday Feb 2016
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The last line is a perfect image for me. Clean, smoking, and gazing heavenward. —CC
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Powerful moment
in big things ; a little smoke
wraps the universe.
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Liebe Esther eine gute Nacht wünsche ich dir Klaus in Freundschaft
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Truly beautiful.
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Wonderful Post..!
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Every one is alone this world.
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A moment of solitude is a pearl beyond price
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