Life rushes past you, while you try to figure out what's going on. You try to understand every fading second that lightens up shortly in front of your eyes. Vibrant revealing the narrow dimensions of your cubicle. You see people growing older, while you stand still. You don't see changes, you see walls. No clear road to follow. Life is a labyrinth of possibilities and that's why you\'re thinking without doing.
3.16.2013
Gray skies, rusty iron
Fly high and gracious,
the eagle and the swallow.
Some trains never stop.
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