see through me

A bit of my thoughts about life in general and things that keep it worth living...



Days and nights the earth turned around,
as the Moebius's ring time was round.

When I saw the eery midnight curtain of fog,
I softly stuttered words into a monologue.

Infinite questions played devilish tricks in my head
sometimes stopping me from stepping ahead
sometimes proppeling me to fly forward
sometimes pulling me to run backward.

The moment was nonetheless awkward.


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