13/08/2025
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If it ain't true it can't be a lie
It's like I'm living in a folktale world.
I'm just confused trying to find myself ,
Who am I? What am I?
Twilight invades and I'm still in this world , lost and confused.
Shall I compare thee to the winters season , when it's all cold and lonely , only few people pass by , it feels like the cloudy life time.
Too dead the eye of earth can see
But it feels like I'm almost at the confluence where all the answers I seek for lie beneath the deep waters of an angry river.