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Just a poem about life |
| Sometimes the weight of the world Seems too much to bear And the waters of ambiguity Take my last breath Sometimes I feel like I’m naked Lying under a glass ceiling With no refuge in sight Sometimes the edge Moves closer to my feet And higher ground Is only a mirage in the distance Sometimes the minutes escape Into a blurry haze That I can’t see through Sometimes I dream of a place That does not exist Just to escape the madness For only a moment |