A July poem.

Working 49 hours last week I didn’t really have time to write anything. So here you have just a small “Thursday-poem”.

How long can one fly around
the sky and don’t fall beyond
the surface of this dream.

It seems so far this paradise above,
it’s just a few thousands steps up
from this depth.
We’re just so lost.

Author: againorway

student, Norway-lover, artist, dreamer, book worm

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