You learn. Not to look for. The decision is to go along. You don’t stand in scenes around you. The drama and the joy choose time. The patience drains the hope. You keep dawn. To make it your own. Every single morning.
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161120 Inaction
You swim in words. You wear the costumes of your own heroes. Stories are born into the inaction of real life. There is no fear. Breath brings suggestions to life.Time participated as an extra in your show.
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161115 With you
However. With you it is different. The world seems better.
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161023 Talent #no
Theater. Talentless protagonists serve a story. They know how to get paid effortlessly. They don’t care about the many. They belong to a privileged group. Their party.
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161017 Fairy tale
Suffice she is close. She turns off time. You don’t waste. Like a fairy tale. Your own Princess.
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260916 Uphill
Training on the ups and downs. A sequel without an end. You enjoy the pain. Yes, you accept it. You have the choice. That’s life for you. You will learn to bear. As long as it takes. Sometime you’ll arrive. To the final destination. On the last uphill.
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160924 Thought
Surrendered thought. It doesn’t make sense. Faith. Moments stack up. Incapable of being a counterweight. It remains without an equivalent. She.
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160919 Pictures
You find. Moments to turn them into pictures. To keep them. For then. That nothing lives.
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160913 Without Fireworks
With your eyes open it’s hard not to see. Without the fireworks of your mind you live like a child. The images hug you. They dress you with color and aroma. And the others, the black and white. They snap joy from the inside of you. They make you an attorney. An accuser of your own shade. Innocent – guilty. Lost. You grew up in the big prisons.
