~ 📓 a Poem af LennArrrt + Bard ~
 
 




listening to Bob Dylan


Östergötland



In the land of the wild and free,
Where the wind blows and the spirit runs deep,
A man named Dylan sings his songs,
Of love and loss, of hope and dreams.

His voice is a river, flowing wide,
His words are like stars, shining through the night,
He paints pictures with his melodies,
That capture the hearts of all who hear.

From the deep south to the frozen north,
His music crosses every border,
It speaks to the soul of every man,
And leaves a mark that will never fade.

So listen to Bob Dylan, close your eyes,
And let the magic of his words take flight,
He'll transport you to a place unknown,
Where the wild winds blow and the spirit roams.



CloudyPond


af LennArrrt + Bard
under a heavy influence of W.B.








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