This moment were taking place years from this very day, and still I remember it clearly. It was on a peaceful afternoon, the sky not very clear but there is clouds running from edges to edges with the wind breezing softly around my still body. I sat on an old sofa, even it hurts my …
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I am the empty wind that blowing softly
I am the empty wind under the breezing sun
… which broken down to the earth within the rain
… which called by the oceansI am the empty wind here in Bhyllabus…
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