My little cobweb, you may rest here unknown traveller...

The pen of a poet can be dangerous.


   Read my words but do not fall in to them
They might not be what you hoped them to be.
Do not be afraid
Walk among the shadows of my mind. The graveyard is free...for you to walk.               

Please, do Not use my poems if you do
well I'd prefer, that you would ask for a permission first...           

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