Questions*
Were you a sigh being admired for a while
A try that striped of an existent damage
Were you a sign of new familiar style
That quicken from the daily ravage
Were you a sight through foggy frozen sky
The light by which all monsters turn to ashes
Were you the title of important lie
Unseen for those who likes a tenor flashes
Will you become eternal paradise
Will you attract your lovely skillful traitors
Or just remain the trap for mesmerized
That have no answers for the simple questions.
18.11.