WANDERLUST
Beneath this yonder twinkling isle
I laid down for a while;
Amidst this firmamental lea
I saw a pulsar shine with glee.
Soon i ventured into a dream
and saw the lign aloes gleam ;
a foreigner to this lonesome abyss
I savoured every kiss of bliss.
Sunday 19th April 2015 7:29 am
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