Sometimes I feel like floating away like a seagull left wondering in the middle of a stormy sea... No place to land... Nowhere to feel safe...
The sky brings the grey into a darkly state... Nothing left to see than the dark clouds, nothing left to hear then the roaring thunders just before the blindness of a lightning...
Where to go?!...
Rain tiring the wings... Wind carrying nothing but the cold of existence...
Silence!...
Lost inside myself!...
Blinded by the lack of perception...
The sky brings the grey into a darkly state... Nothing left to see than the dark clouds, nothing left to hear then the roaring thunders just before the blindness of a lightning...
Where to go?!...
Rain tiring the wings... Wind carrying nothing but the cold of existence...
Silence!...
Lost inside myself!...
Blinded by the lack of perception...
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