Late Call.
I called you, in the middle of the night to ask you why your thoughts are still in heaven.
5 sec pause.
then, you asked me where is heaven
and you hung up the phone.
Monday 10th September 2018 10:45 pm
We.
silly we are, humans.
we stand in front a whatever immortality.
sinners we are, human beings.
we close our eyes in front a sequence of lying mortality.
innocent we are, children.
we choose to play, pac man in a monopolyโs game.
and this continue, to be continued.
Monday 10th September 2018 10:28 pm
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