We are all lonely
inside
we know that
Day 3110, humans.
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Day 3109, the sun.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Daybreak
Book 1
3 Everything has its day.– When man gave all things a sex he thought, not that he was playing, but that he had gained a profound insight: – it was only very late that he confessed to himself what an enormous error this was, and perhaps even now he has not confessed it completely. – In the same way man has ascribed to all that exists a connection with morality and laid an ethical significance on the world’s back. One day this will have as much value, and no more, as the belief in the masculinity or femininity of the sun has today.
Day 3108, worth anything.
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I don't understand my own
reflection
portrayed in front of
me
Is half a reflection
worth anything?
Day 3107, can’t.
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It's dark here
but when I go down you can be still
see
life
the other room is dull
white
light
with downstairs a reflection
of a world
I can't see
Day 3106, why not?
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So you say you can't even look at the other side
then look at the side you can
for why not
Day 3104, going.
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Going down
turn around
that easy
Day 3103, do you.
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Do you look in the mirror
when you pick a book
Day 3101, turn around.
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I am arriving at a corner
and turn around
to see the past
and the future
Day 3100, dim.
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You say all these words
sentences
at the same time
is what I hear
confusion
Day 3098, believe me.
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I know that so much falls around me
but believe me
you're so close to me
that most of it goes through me
Day 3097, blemish.
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I lined it all up
so nicely
only the light you shone
upon my creation
blemished my ideal
Day 3096, where you.
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If you stand on the sideline
the roads don't always come
together
Day 3093, high.
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I leaned on you
blindly
hoping
it will last
Day 3092, empty impression.
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I don’t think I want to forget you
I thought I wanted to
but you left something behind
something untouchable
the memory seems to be
even better
then the reality I have forgotten
now I live under a clear sky
Day 3091, unflight.
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I think peace is resting
like a dove
spreading its wings in silence
Day 3087, but.
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Even though the door was open
I couldn’t help
staring at the mesmerizing wall
surrounding it
it’s not that it stopped me
but it did
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