De-list some friends <br />i am told <br /> <br />After all the simplicity of <br />the few <br /> <br />shall be the gauge of <br />beauty. <br /> <br />The flowers bloom alone <br />under the rain and sun. <br /> <br />The fields are green <br />from faraway. <br /> <br />The clouds drift and <br />does not mind where. <br /> <br />The wind blows and blows <br />wherever it shall be. <br /> <br />Let me have it my way <br />a Choice here and there <br /> <br />If you look for me <br />There is no way where you <br /> <br />can find me. I am distance <br />and what you shall see <br /> <br />Is the mirage, and the hoax <br />of what is real.<br /><br />Sebastian Soberania<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-be-myself-again/
