I disown my thoughts, see them from a distance
wonder was that me or just a part of my past existence
I humble to the one, adorning thousand metaphors - not one even close
I try to know it, understand it, than believe it or lean to its grace
Many paths go winding into this last womb of possibilities
a speck on the vast scape, thats me with my bare necessities
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Lets Face it
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