Eastern Man

I am a simple man from the south where the green dreams color the sun’s eyelashes. My smile is dizzy but my eyes are brilliant so I can travel through the infinity as shadows. Now I see a light; it is slivery and soft as the moon. I see a brave ship swimming in my destroyed ocean. It is flying in my illusion with birds’ tales. Yes, I am here, with this motionless body; a young Eastern man drowns in his shameful hesitance.

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