You enjoy the image. Without sound. You can feel the words that haven’t been said.

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Without choosing. You walk. Indifferent to colorless numbers, you leave free space. To be filled with life.

Time is running out. Tired. Surrendered to the self-destructive rage of man. He carefully harvests moments. For those who respect him.

You get attention. Unexpectedly. It illuminates a night without stars. Giving you the right. So that you may dream.

Quietly the days dawn. Without bringing news. They turn off with the west. Obedient. In summer rhythm. They test your patience. Lifelong examination.

Quiet. Conquers without fuss. It illuminates generously. Companionship season. The summer.

You do not care about the night. You want to dawn the glorious sunrise.

Monotonous copies. Lost in countless repetitions. Kingdom of one. They offer a lesson of avoidance. Without companionship. Princess loneliness.

Standing by. The dream beautifully dresses the pauses. It spares life.

You look backwards or forward. A smile decorates your New Year.