viernes, 14 de abril de 2017

It's in vain

It's all about  building a dome that we can exist inside, as the center of universe
how that needed balance between good and bad, truth and false, right and wrong
take our minds and bliefs into this unlimited maze of living.

Sometimes it's hard to breath with that heavy connection called awareness
it makes me float every morning, really high fighting with concepts and feeling useless.

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