fylosopher

–black morning-

When confusion is overrated

When complicating matter is escape

Fail to differentiate

Reality and mere exaggerations

Scratches of words fill the paper

With hope some truth will appear

In search of answers?

Questions unclear..

Filled with unresolved issues

Way of life unknown

In search of the key

Of which the keyhole is unseen

Heart and mind that seem to be not linked

Hands and heart that cannot find the sync

Strange is life,

in the early of morning..

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