there is a reason why I always go back
to the piece of land where I belong
to remind myself that, not the flesh of the world
but the muddy forest where the sun never sets
is the true home that hides
our dream of immortality
where else could I be me ?
be me
Marco Bo
to the piece of land where I belong
to remind myself that, not the flesh of the world
but the muddy forest where the sun never sets
is the true home that hides
our dream of immortality
where else could I be me ?
be me
Marco Bo
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