The Unending Journey, a Different Fate
Blurry reveries consistent to the end
in life’s limbo, the forest of deep secrets and sacred illusions
the surging existence that ignites words into creation
come
follow me
take my hands
as we journey through this hollow way
at a certain pace
at a certain rate
embarking on a certain race
a different road
an unexplored journey into another source
in a different base
and together
we shall build a different fate
as our scenarios are designed with nothing else but autumn leaves
as we fade into ash-grey-like whispers of the blur ...............
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