cold september - Delusion

over the roofs
where the thought
is anxiously chasing
the ends
where loneliness is
like air
and water
close to the touch
but too far away
in the thickness
of misbelieves
small atom
accompanied
by thousands
overflowing
with spirits
yet
so alone
in his own
dimension

over the roofs
next to my soul
on the waves
of sunset
yours wanders

cold september

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