When the people arrived
And so it was monday again, sunday was already over? Insane.
Math sheets all over the place, the space filled with treats. ,,Oh", and as with every blink time passed, night gains, fast getting homework done and then eyes close.
Hair washed? Question was splasht out of my care.
Forget eating and meeting friends, while they pretends' greeting, cause i stunk..
So, i shrunked.
Asked things in philosophy: ,,Why do Religions always mask?"
Oh, no
Every "splash" my Fingers hat to made from head to toe, so i was able to bow.
Made me desire and stand up with both feet in 05:00morning and not anymore land down without cloth heat making me think. Always. Forever.
,,Common sense?" , they asked in disbelief.
Oh
,,blossom will come dense".
,,Dreams, animals, thoughts, Lust, motivation all Schemes we can't explan, candels we try to turn on but always blow off, later contributing into taughts, so we must trust the destination.
If you see this: Please rethink and ask life, please just take care of yourself how you would help a grandma.
We all all nothing-knowing.
And that's okay.
Please, find a way.
Don't Lose direction.
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Adna Demiri
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