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Mittwoch, 6. Januar 2016

a pretty new one about... yes, about what?

When I close my eyes
I can see infinity
when I open them
I lose myself in yours.

The more I try to see
the less I understand
the presence of the past
the essence of the future.

Where am I now
I found myself in the eye of the storm
where there is total calm
I get confused by everything quirling around me.

I'd rather want to be in the middle
feeling everything, not only observing
I'd rather be with those quirly things
accepting that I can't hold anything.

Illusion or reality?
what exists and whats doesn't
doesn't matter at the end
reality is what you think.

Dreams as hope and love
are nothing for the weak
the world belongs to those who cry
and do not fear infinity.

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