Time passes and life as well
We all fight for the vision,
Which we give up for no reason.
And there is nobody,who we can tell.
Seeing meaningless conversations,
I only lose my sensations.
Being among the dull ones,
Life just stuns.
I would like to go away
To the place,where I am foreign.
There,I would always stay.
And after that,I would never declain.
Sensations
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