MY LIFE



I am the no mans land,
Without any details
I am the flowing river,
Without the cycling process

I am the phase of nature,
With no bright colors
I am the victim of terror,
Waiting to be crucified here

Still, I am the part of nature,
Lingering here and there to be cared

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