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Life is ahead. Filled with scenes that were born in your dream.The self - fulfilling prophesy you request to happen.

You discipline. Your step. A monologue. Abandons the sunshine. Committed. The breath is searching for it. Independent. It pulls you. You let it without a thought. Α voluntarily tradition. You want. The fate. To choose for you. A volunteer captive.

Endless hours burn the fire of the thought. You. Blaze light. In every tomorrow.

To get into the line. Words. Gives the right. For the foreign to shove in. Feeling dizzy. Caravan. Without color. Destined to arrive. Marble silence. It frozen the first hours. Procedure/ process. New life. Dressed loss.

Like you did not learn how to walk. Every time. One full stop. Changes the path. The next day. When it comes. You never know her. Unknown daybreak. Loaded breaths. She wants to attempt the living.

She decorated the world. Woman. Gift. Threatening. Good. Bad. Life. Insignificant words. Incapable. Embarrassed letters. To describe. Her gaze. Embracing a son.

Ι don’t know. If I want to know. I act like I act in dreams. I could change. The season. The time. You.

Nights. Cease of fire. Armistices look like waitings. You know. You fight. Winters. Springs. You find redemption in silence. Images are dancing on you. Riding. Intruders. Dressed in uniform. From your own army. Peace. Unknown word. Dead memory. Impregnable. Like the dream.

Acceptance hand in hand with realism makes even difficult truths more friendly. This might be the beginning of happiness.

However. With you it is different. The world seems better.