All I want in this life are three…
a moonlit beach on the starlit sea,
a breath of opium,
and thee.

Fantasy like thought that no man could rain
Just let her reign
Run wild with her unafraid
Of any rain storms
They only wash the mud away and make way
For double rainbows and sunny days

I was running and deliberately lost my way. The world far off and nothing but my breath and the very next step and it’s like hypnosis. The feeling of conquering my own aliveness with no task but to keep going, making every way the right away and that’s a metaphor for everything.

Life’s trials will test you, and shape you, but don’t let them change who you are.

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