Dear bloke in class
You are European but also Asian
To mingle yet never plan for an occasion
Dialect of the south never divid, all the same even with cross borders
The tales of folklore never weary as they are still common
Wine rises becoming the centre of unpigmented blank
The fundamental essence of awareness, authenticity, and universe intrigue you as if they were puzzles that never fit into a satisfy that transcends
A theory of the cosmos no moment travels
Interest may vary but never limited
The finite things become limitless in your means
Wonderers in Limbo, but you voyage through life
You are many things but also all in one.
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Waking up yesterday morning
Retrieving the dog bone, barking
Evanescent is the scent of the bone
Woof woof I bark, I am on the throne!
Behold, A bone, a white crispy bone!
I am the owner, of that yummy yummy bone!
Oh time, evanescent as a pigeon
Upon hearing my steps
Perishing nowhere, elegance glamorous
Thou feathers of love...
Who is that bloke?
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