Signs

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Signs

So many signs
Such a confused mind
What Do I Do? What would You Do?

Crawling towards a little place that which I used to call Home
I now run away as fast as I can, Leaving it behind,
All the Love like a little white Dove, that flies across the sky never to be seen.

Take my Soul
What is my Goal?
Change Me, Mould Me, Set me Free
So that Life may be.

You seek a place inside my Heart
Though You will soon Depart.
Take my hand because I Love You
like never before... This is Your Cue...

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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