My super dungeon, my best companion, my glasses, my cup of coffee.. eehm what else.. uhh my writing book and pen. that's all i need to make me feel sooo comfort. and i start to looking for my sense of humor which is God make me have to find it and searching a bit hard somewhere. Sometimes i have to ride my bike someplace. In mountains, forests, lakes, beaches even suburbs and downtown. I lost sometimes. i kind a like this journey. ehhm.. what was i looking for? ooh yes.. My sense of humor
Wake up. Get up
Never lost again in your labyrint
Read your writing
Never found what has lost long time ago
It s impossible to bring you back
You dont even exist
You dont even remember
Do you?
You dont even turn around
Looking at me...
Once again
Coffee shakes is my ally
And you...
Dont you ever burst in you mind, my friend?
Think of me
We were so closed
Ah.. here it goes your shadow come along
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