Stopped believing in miracles
Those ties that bound us lesser than we can jest by our will
Thought of a night created but it never helped me rise cause i needed space not stars
Hoping for the best never happened so i tried roaming on mild dose of antitode
Flickered the clouds till it shedd me to drops of tear ,yet i stand my ground.
Knowing the world will move even when one day my body will not
For the sake of conspiracy of time the wheel will move to pass
Now what was left was prespiring beads of belief that there are miracles and that miracle is me.
©kuku
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