He lost his way travelling the world around
with his ink to distant nations, borders and dreams
Forgetting how his life actually is,
he stays in the vineyard of the verses and themes
Wearing the writer's cloak always
he has a mobile home full of words
Let him be there friends,
his soul will eventually return……Until then-
enjoy his ink sing chorus of joy
Copyright ©2016 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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