Sometime let the page be empty.
And I like some chills.
That doesn't mean I'm dancing to numb.
Carrying away my ecstasy and that doesn't
make me feel any better nor bittersweet!
And chasing these blues has come to me with no clue!
That goes zig zag in alternative ways and I'm so swung in my own rhythm and fall on the lush!
And yet wish to look like a wild flower.
And float like sundews!
And catch up with my diary!
Gliding like a sparrow.
Breaking the rows!
And I can't stop dreaming.
Though my heart wanders in the void!
Yet this void sometime feel comforting!
And keep pertaining!!
And yet stay there till it heals...

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