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My World
They don’t matter.
They don’t know you.
The sun warms my face
And the wind gives me a gift of the feeling of freedom
He loves me
He loves me not
Autumn shuffles into the neighborhood
Sighing a hello
It is said “man cannot live by bread alone.”
I think “women are sane by chocolate alone.”
My heart wants
It wants.
I feel lonely and gloomy
Like a chilly, bare winter
Give said the little stream.
Not take said the big ocean.
My mind screams thoughts of freedom and relief
Like a newcome spring day
I fall down the hill of resent
Like a wakened gray boulder
Confused, yes
Worried, maybe
My feelings are like a rock
With sediments.
I am very much like a rose
Wait, actually a dandelion
Words can be tricky and weird
Or meaningless, stupid, lovely, satisfying.
Could someone please explain?
I have been here for a while.
Is it the thought
Or the Heart?
To love is to live
To hate is to die.
It’s set in stone.
Immovable.
I write, I reason.
I have a reason to write
I write to have reason.
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