What are we?
Where are we?
This autumn
When smoke and ashes
Covers the earth
Soon snow will cover
This land,
but the winter
Will not be like
Before
Covers
Small Steps
Trying not to hurt myself
Not to kill any ants
While moving
The uphill
On the lost path
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Passing Time
The day passes
Trying to get on
Move on
Like an
Empty vessel
Something should
Be done
Still the river moves
Towards the sea
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Placement
Learning to read
New worlds
Passing by
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Melange
Patterns of recognition
Fear of being
In this world
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Our Future
Hate
The world
Doesn’t care
Until
It is too late
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Sometimes
I do that…
Finding words
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Leftover
I am trying to find
A rhythm in my life
A meaning, purpose
But it is only leftovers
Of what once was me
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Lost
Time passes quickly
What is the best thing
To do
What if…
The sky is getting darker
Gray clouds and some rain
Then the
Evening lights
And slow thoughts as a
Vague memory
Of another life
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