in writing •  2 months ago

Living rough and just surviving, trying to understand unusual social values which clash with the natural human essence, time flys when thoughts try to untangle this maze of unlimited contradictions, giving way to an indescribable feeling of confusion, but nevertheless, part of our sad existence, tick tock, less time more strain, limiting liberty by compacting movements thereby adjusting spontaneity to inertia.


(Poverty - google)

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