Vincent van Gogh, The Starry Night (1889)
One day when the moon is far away
And one day when everyone is running far away
I may find myself far away
I am not able to see or touch any heart
I am wandering without a goal
That is the time when the sky comes down
And the sun is not able to shine
When the moon is far away
You ask me what is going to be?
I ask you:
How do you see the wrong of me?
We try to go in the road to reach nothing
Coming back to know
And it is so hard when we are so far away
Let life escape
Let the heart beat
Let the one keep silent
We are always far away
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Emad Blake
Emad Blake is a Sudanese writer with various published books, mainly novels, he works as a journalist based in London.
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