I got myself lost in here,
So many pieces of my writing;
The Past...Melodies,
The Present...Varieties.
What about The Future?
I can’t see the them
because I need to make them certain
of the truth...something that I need to be sure of...when?
When?
When everything within me is repaired;
Tomorrow?
Yes...because there is a path that I need to follow.
- Joker Wood
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Author:
Nafis Light (
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- Category: Reflection
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