For the first time in eternity, the centre of the world turned from the very point where i behold how much space there is far out there to the very point where i realise that this space far out there is all there is.
I'm not sure what i want right now, but it doesn't make me happy to see the sky i always considered a getaway become but the roof over my prison cell.
I am in desperate need to break free & breathe.
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Come here, please, where into each other, life we shall breath.
ReplyDeleteYou know i would if i could.
ReplyDeleteI am not very happy to admit it, but I feel exactly the same...
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