Starlings As if they were a moving work of art want to hang in the cloudy sky chattering starlings swarm above the old river town cathedral the scents of autumn school age blowing winds, rising air flying in formation skillfully urban life has its farce one sees it as a sign from heaven another is annoyed by the shit and the noise maybe that someday under the buzz a future awaits, much less beautiful. © mobar.
Starlings
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- Geschreven door: Mobar
- Categorie: Dream - shadow
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