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" I don't need you anymore
I have a lot of people now.
I keep talking to these people all day long.
I have a lot of your words. "
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" I have missed someone today
Don't know why he has gone root?
Now there is no hope of his return
But don't know why?
I still feel it in me "
About the Creator
Vichaar
of these thoughts that human has become the most important species in the world, it is these thoughts that have made man the son of God or the son of Satan, therefore whatever your thoughts may be, they are important.
I am write my thoughts
Hall of mirrors
Things used to matter, before all the noise. And at that time when things still had meaning, there had been dreaming too, when dreams still mattered. And the brightest dream from those times was full of mountains and seas and smiles and the types of passion that absorbs you the way a dog is absorbed by witnessing something for the first time: with absolute presence, and awe.
By Giulia Viti3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Your poem sparks a lot of emotion and brought some memories. Good job!