Finding a universal truth
- Mehdin M
- 2. Dez.
- 1 Min. Lesezeit
Whenever I don’t write something meaningful – the time I spend sitting in front of an empty page - I tend to think about my past and future. The bright day awaits me after a dark night. A step into the next is another weighted by the previous. In sight for a second that will be forgotten – I pinch my soul time and time again: What truth was I sure to hold on to, except the one I chose myself?
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