The View to Sun

The View to Sun

You leave
for the
ship

It is
not a
shop

Where you
get the
little red
sweets

In sugar
& salt

The mirage
of never
ending Hope

You must
have more
than

Will &
Idea

The door
yet not
opened

You wonder
with blood

And broken
bones

Eyes not
workin

You can’t
think

Goin on
you recieve

The soft
arms of
your Mom

Brings in
the wonder

For a
new journey

A New
Day

In the
Bright Sun

Caution: This might be only theory

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