Tilbake Tilbake: Eksistens

en sjel..

tusen ord.

Your soul is pure,
but your mind is heavy.
All those thoughts
you seem so calm and steady.
-Just leave it,she said.
Turn away from the light.
Life is a journy,
but still a fight.
Keep every pearl
treasure them like a baby.
Happiness you say?
Not often,but maybe.

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