sometimes i wish that the wind won't blow

but leaves must drift and fall

must i write what my heart feels?

what purpose is there?

i do not know.

will i uncover the mystery soon?

that this hovering doubts be lifted from my eyes

from my head

to be away from the shroud of unbelief.

in the meantime

i have sought

i have yet to find

a way out from this alley.

... a darkened alley.

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hope you have taken a quantum leap away from those
sad thoughts you wrote a while back