Tag: misery
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Waking Up..
Like a sail boat blowing in the winter breeze No course, no port, no current to seize Buffeted, bruised and bracing she flows The passage of time gathers, it the grows! Seeking for a definite journey, she hopes To avoid a life floating aimlessly, she loathes Rolling, pitching and swaying to and fro No rest,…
Xquist Life 