📚🖤Looking at the sea, I dream without having to.🖤📖
🌿✍🖤Looking at the sea, I
dream without having to.
Nothing in the sea, except being sea, is
seen.
But if nothing is seen how much the soul dreams!
What use
are truth and faith to me?
See of course! How many, what fatal
mistakes we made,
On streets or on roads or under branches,
We
have this certainty and always and in everything
We dream and we
dream and we dream.
The distant trees of the forest
They
seem, from afar, to be partying.
How much happens because you
don't see it!
But what is or is not the same remains.
If I
had loves? I no longer know if I had them.
Who yesterday was
already today in me does not live.
Drink, that everything is
liquid and intoxicated,
And life dies while being revives.
Do
you pick roses? What harvest, if it will be
Colorful motives for
dying?
But pick roses. Why not harvest them
If it pleases you
and everything is to stop it?🖤🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀
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