amukredam
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amukredam
amukredam
amukredam
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Why can’t we find our purpose
Why can’t we ask for more
Through this life, i want
Nothing but love
(as we reach the end)
“For things are what we feel they are - how long have you
Known this without yet knowing it?” - Fernando Pessoa
I am something
A constellation of everything
I ain’t nothing
But a universe that expanding
(we’ve taken away everything
Just to put only what we mean)