I was here..

I don't think that much

I just feel the irony in being here

I don't deduct a lot of grieve

I just add the hours of light to be being me.

I don't create my surroundings

I just except the elusive dimensions that are

I don't beg for love and compassion

I just offer my heart-unlocking key.

I don't shout so loud

I just whisper convinced I'm not noticed anyway

I don't watch that far ahead

I just see my footsteps fading away in history.

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