W-I-L-D-E-R-N-E-S-S!

Though plain,but not ready for the real growth
Of the intake growing inside of me.
Day and night,i hear the voice of my oath

Quietly asking loud,how to grow free
Of this loud silence, registered deep down
The shallow exit we all cannot see.

There is a wilderness in every town,
Existing from the content of our thought,
Which makes us crown the head of our own frown.

Killing our existence with different shot,
Resurrecting our deaths with no one knows,
Most of the sureness we believe are not,

But a slot to the openness of close
Wilderness that you and I always doze.

Bangwan.

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