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There’s no need in crying
over spilled milk, eventually
the broken glass will lose
its shock value, too.
We sweep the bodies under
the rug when they start to
lose their features,
We shoot up at the sky when
we envy things that can fly.
Time is not a stopwatch for
peculiarity, life can carry a
burden or a sunrise.

– B.

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