74. You can’t sleep that well.

They linger somewhere, somewhere hidden so there’s no one who cares. You try to fight back against them, but you end up looking like a mayhem. It should’ve been a blooming garden, yet it’s just dirt like all it has ever been. You still try and water the remaining, “Failure” is what you’ve been hearing. […]

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You close your eyes and sense the world around you. Moving so fast, people doing what they have to do. And in the end the question, what is left? When every earthly possession has been ‘to be bereft’? In the end it still is Him. Or any of that sort, just no possessions on a […]

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