and I write the thoughts, the meaningless.
something that describes,
the state of mind,
but never did I get any.
well!
I am choosing the random,
simple and plain,
that has always occupied me.
it says,
fool,
for trying to dive,
searching for something new.
old is gold,
choosing the same,
because of its friendliness,
that counts and stays.
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