BE VM
It's all over now.
Everything is black and white.
First there was something, then there was nothing.
Goodbye Mom.
I can't wait until the day l can hug you again.
Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
wid moveon lahhh
Dear FutureMe,
By the time you're reading this, you're 18 and grown. And adult, sounded fun when you were 8 but now? Not as much as before. Sultan. I hope you're doing well. After all you and I...



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