My Dream


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

MY dream, a vagabond,
Hovering in endless woe;
Wings tattered like a cloth,
Searching for the color of joy.
My dream, a vagabond,
With a long to taste azure topazes in the sky.

-Tri N Tran

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