Day 17

suddenly i saw clouds
got out of the act
juggling between realities
keep forgetting facts
ask my self why
inherently we designed to sigh
is there any place for me
or i have to get high
random it is
i conclude
more than me
my thoughts are nude
is this about me
asked every soul ever
nothing makes sense
shouted the clever
emptiness in abundance
contradictions i see
but what now really
who is me

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