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..and low it ends, all things we didn’t comprehend, nothing matters in the end. Decay has it, that we disintegrate and our building blocks, become available again, ready to strive on, without us, to glorious new adventures, written in fresh ink and you don’t have a word in it. No ones gonna prevent that, not […]
More..it’s outrageous he thought and slammed the door behind him. What else could he do, given the fact that he all along should have done this a long time ago. This is how the cookie crumbles.
More..in peace, flies back and forth, just unimpressed by bogus thoughts, it splits the air while swinging there and there…there and there.. Yet tied to only one course, which was laid beforehand by someone else’s grace, is this freedom or a grave? You are not a pendulum, more a wrecking ball..
More..it fades and turns to shades, everything is temporary and as time changes the color of the leaves, we turn gray and leave. It’s for the best, eternal would give us the rest.
More..sound is out around and plays it’s role where you allow it to go, shake your feathers, rock and roll.
More..is what he said, standing right next to the abyss, what things would I miss, are they worth the wait ? Sometimes it shines through the leaves of your cover, of your reality. Does it match, does it roll on the foreign soil. My hands are trembling , my eyes are shaking, looking down into […]
More..it lingers in a cell, the burden of a well, so beautiful to be, a fluid fair of what might be. Enclosed is the love, down deep..
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