War Commander
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Hydrogen
Smiles crease empty iris
Crowds shed light on empty conversations
Nothing is heard
Talking with nothing said .
The wall stands tall
Holding hands through cracks
I turn , no one looking back
A mirror
Just like that .... Disappears
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