Living locked of fear
over but from simple
flying baseless, we got hurt
In the unknown, we die
of it that we all know
His heart said, in prison
and not aware, who saves
these ignorant of truth
Arise the only voice shouts:
we're killed, it doesn't really
matter so the eyes are
now opening
Cooled, it's crazy, the feeling
oh yes but for the feeding
thy hen goes into the rain
So he is Ned of the Antartica
Of what the morrow shall be
he set out, but to the deepest
nature said, behold me now
endless snow of years many
true smile is in harvest
I am no longer disturbed
for the cry is going away
without return
THANKS
©responsibu
R