Love Poem: Tail From An Old Man's Diary

Tail From An Old Man's Diary

"I don’t know where to go.
I just search for a friendly place to live.
The only things that I know to make are:
To love,
To feel,
And to walk.
I still search for my place.
Till I find it I have to walk.

The old walkman…"


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