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You enchant the time. You repeal. Asynchronously. You make "now" look like yesterday. You erase. Numbers. Seasons. Stories. You become the largest. You.

With your own clock. You count your life. Going out of reach. Like you are on a workout. On the two wheels. Colors. Smells. Sometimes, someone is next to you. You don't stop. Your dreams build your life. Power. You learned how to follow. Without remembering. How many times you have stayed behind. You carry faith. Hanged in the gap of defeat. You don't ask for a cause. You grip on it. Kilometers. Trodden. Again and again. They give a new joy every time. The eyes ran free. They anticipate the thought of a guardian. Filled with images. They spread craving. They are wordless conqueror. They enchant the time. You make smiles to be awake as memorials. You want to remember. You don't look for the images. They make parade. A multicolor army. Gymnasiums of peace. Favorite battlefields. Victory is a sacred dedication. You return. Wealthy.

Thunderbolt. Flashing a word. Your roof. Covers. Hours. Drawings. Weighs will. Uproots strengths. Dip. In your last breath. Judge this. In wait. Reviewer. Searches the participation. Patience. The heavier word on Earth.

Not a moment passes without company. A conquest. A sweet conqueror. Every single thought. Growing a hug. The world shrunk. The joy grew.

The silence wrapped up as a wish. It shares your oxygen. Soul. Breathes near you. She.

LIKES: Turning Points. Quiet commendations. They add. Monotonous clicks. They pay up. Indifferent relations.

Pleasures. Dots. Small, bright ones. Anarchically scattered. Shimmering. In your nights. Life is hung upon them. Pieces of land. Floating on the sea. Becoming lighthouses. For you to find the next joy.

Confronted with every day .At night I look for a sweet armistice. It offers peace. Your thoughts work like a naughty army. They give up wars. You make dreams. Carrying lust.