somethingisnotalinktothis
akintowhatyouhavebeen
thinkingforawhilewhereto
escapefromthelulloflife's
longingswheretogoafter
averyboringdayyoudonot
knowwhattodoafteranhour
ofstaringatthehorizonexcept
ofcoursetoreflectonwhatlife
hasbeendenyingyoubutjust
thesamewhateverismissing
whateverlinkiscutofffromyou
yourideinatrainofwordsopen
thedoorofitslanguageandstay
thereforawhilehopingthatat
theendofthisjourneysomething
mayturnoutwellliketheheaven
thattheyhavebeenpromisingus.
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