This is precious.
Came in the mail, a poem written by a wicked poet
pour everything i experience in a well
and let me drink from the source
take me afterwards to the place
where it all started between us
transform this timeless world
into one in which you appear again
because my quest for the nowhere, the nothing and the no one
suddenly was answered by a somewhere, a something and a someone
Am not stenciling the last chapter of this relationship just yet..........
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