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Void

This world,
It never understands.
Every move I make,
Every step I take,
Every breath I wake,
It’s taken away.
My noise is silenced.
My words are void.
Like a fish in a pond
I hide in the open.
I’m oblivious,
I’m “no one”.
My ideas are avoided,
My being is invited;
Away from reality I wander.
I know I can’t change that.
What I can change
Is the way I perceive.
I say, nonsense.
Let man be what they want,
And God be their ultimate judge.

Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson.

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