We fly away

Higher and away from ourselves




I am the strangest bird one can find

“Rare” would be a diplomatic poetry


If I only understood what it is that my heart desires

It will be so much easier for those around me




It is just these little time that I spend with myself that

Reminds me of how much still, I cherish of this world




The only time I hear the sound of my Heart is through my creative writings. The moment my Mind gets involved, it becomes a research analysis.



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