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The Thinker sat on a cut stumb / heavily, not implicated in what they / were doing and they were cutting / down the trees of the forest. He was / looking at the blue planet in / distressing and mental sufferings. The Planet had a human appearance deep / in Thinkr's conciousness, in the ninth / cloud of his… sign in to read more »
| From: | Vanadzor, Armenia |
| Member since: | February 13, 2014 |
| Age: | 35 years |
| Published poems: | 1 |