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vineri, 16 decembrie 2022

unlonely

unlonely
on a rope
in kuala lumpur 
counting strawberries
and mornings going by
journaling next to a peacock
talking non-sense

there's a better forest next to this one
but we're not interested
we have enough water and hopes right here, i tell ya
i've seen a lot
forgeting one beat every day
names faces games played
everything becomes easier and easier
while time takes care of everything as an old friend
nurtures
renewes
embraces
as needed by the moment

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