Sitting in the dark staring blankly at the stars with series of thoughts racing through my mind like a sport car on a high way.
Always scared of the dark, but not minding the phobia knowing fully well life has been way scarier, I find the dark interestingly appealing to my already diminishing soul.
But as time goes by I hope everything begins to get clearer as much as it scares the dark out of me, but then again time is an illusion that may never come not until we agree that the time has always been in the now, this moment and the next minute.

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