The Last Vampire by…
Geniusesare those people confusedthat they cannot find answersaround them…
To meet those thoughtsthat no one knowsto perceive themknowing they do not belong to…
Trees have an agedrawn in their soulsin the form of concentric circlescircles whereplanets in the…
A poem
I am a wandererI have run away from thoseI haven’t understoodand now I am running from myselfme the…
Restlessnessis notching a lost sighin the loneliness of a whisperI am a wild prisonerhanginglike a…