Days come and go
And my conscious always follow me
How not to be so obvious and unpredictable
Reasonable minds tend to be in place of nowhere;
The essence of our being is questioned every second ;
Not that we don’t want to anticipate frivolous games
Found no joy in being the sole rider
Apologies are not the only excuses
No destination for my journey
Playing games of falsehood hurt
Don’t let me stop my sensible vibes
Can’t live in a box anymore
Sun is calling me out
And the moon will not stop being curious
Are you really there?
And there goes my predication....
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