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OCEAN  VOYAGERS We do not set our eyes on blue granitesNor upon fleeting contours of the land.We do not feel warmedBy the flickers of the

WHEN I LOOK AT YOU When I look at youYour visage becomesA sacrosanct objective.The celestial spheresFreeze the rotation of necessityΤhey come to a halt.The earthly

OPEN INVITATION Lets meet each other,Beloved, somewhere highBeyond the limits of our solar system,At a place nullifying gravityAnd the nuisances originating from others,To eradicate the

 THE SEAGULL POET The seagull poet is flying, flying ..Hovering about everlasting momentsAnd silver sparkles,Hanging in the air-Watching precisely below.All of a sudden, he is