Ashun

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 26, 2013

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While the men bathe in the glory of spring,

like a bare tree i stood,

in autumn,

stripped off of all human feelings.

and my soul was,

like a leaf,

decending down towards the earth,

longing for,

warmth,hope and compassion.

but alas!

with shattered dreams,

i crashed on the cold floor

beneath.

for even earth betrayed me,

as the autumn.

what more had i asked for?

only a hope.

a hope not of spring,

but of,

a prolonged autumn,

for iam afraid,

not of the men but;

of spring.

 

 

 


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