Lukijs miniblogs

I try to get a piece of peace and sit and listen infinitely
Holding onto benefits, and isn't it so innocent? We
Try to find another time and underline the cynical
Its pitiful we run and hide and under-mind the innermost
When intervals of miserable will find a figure four
And force the physical and inner soul to find a bitter form
And form another time and place where you can go and be so suitable
When all I wanna do is go and search for something beautiful, in me