All of a sudden

 

All Of A Sudden

 

All of a sudden

there is no sense left.

World still turns around,

yet Time is a theft.

 

There are winds, and are currents,

Sun burning, moon cold.

Life it seems crystallizing

and rejecting the old.

 

Where are we, my brothers?

When be Planet eject?

One New Day, we old children

stand to walk all erect!

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