Less than Dirt, Never Alone
>> 12.05.2009
you sit so high,
majestically.
my joys and pains,
you always see.
but even past me,
you see all things.
because you sit so high,
majestically.
sometimes i wonder how can i reach you,
or if you can hear me?
when the clouds above me,
are but the dust of your feet.
I'm so glad,
you breathed into me.




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