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Bang Bang...no universal bullets pls
I fly towards the open sky, open because I do not know where my destination is. This is how i've found myself to be feeling recently. Its been a week of simply listen and do, follow and do, don't think, just do. Or has it been so since april...I'm not sure, nor can I bother to try to recall till then. I feel like I don't have a purpose to work towards to, a general goal for now, its just going through the motions for me, trying to make the best out of it (as when I am typing this blogpost I myself don't know what's gonna be inside here). I am finding myself dreading this feeling more and more, yet I can't do anything about it. Its a strange relationship between acceptance and rejection, one in which none takes a particular advantage, only at certain times one weighs heavier than the other. What am I doing here I dunnoe...am I even here in the first place.
Your the only one that's constant,
the one I can talk to daily,
you were there,
as always had been,
by my side.
You are what's keeping me sane.
Revealed on [9:30 AM]
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