fear is true like the morning fog at Delhi airport

the sun is rising and i stand alone at this place for ten years now…

little chance for error

in your eyes a sea of compassion

chaos in a tear drop

as you walking the narrow path of your destiny

and fear appears sudenly drops of rain on a fig tree

nectar or poison?

the longing is …


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