Delusion

You are almost taken by the anxiety that
hasn't happened yet and
doesn't even exist.

Rustling trees
as if moon talked to you

Sing a song that contains of sadness out of braveness.

Go for a walk.
Don't come back until moon follows you friendly on your side.

To welcome tomorrow.

poem by Wabi SabiReport problemRelated quotes
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