Autumn arrived with subtle steps... sun rised to her last breath to warm our lost hearts... wind shook my branches and blew my hair... I became one with the road... clouds are hidding my rays and I try to shine thru the fog... from a ray of sun I became tears of rain.... is autumn that sad...
Germany... part of myself came from this country... churches and castles are my playground... I couldn't find myself here anymore... my german root is burried deep under the earth... holding my tree in a way... but the road is calling... to Paris... to the ocean... to nowhere but here...
Love to my uncle Maxim and Birgit... to my cousins... thanks for every moment shared...
Poema
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