" the howling of the wind in clear sky
is when we ask the world 'why'
these unexplainable thoughts
we cannot express
so we hold a pen and paper
that made us obsessed.
write, scribble, write until your hands
ache
a world full of aesthetics is
what you can make
take once mind to an unknown place
deeper than the oceans and further in
space"
©arica
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