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Feb 2023
I’m living in a layer of my mind I never knew  
but I see other people in a way I haven’t, too
I find idiosyncrasies in everyone I meet
as I unlearn behaviors that were once a part of me

I’m living in a constant state of why and here and now
but I beg every question leads me back to You somehow
I carry conversations on with everyone I can
as I begin to share the Words I trust are in my hands

I’m living in tomorrows like I should be in todays
but I know that my future is not promised anyway
I bury my own body and my thoughts before I should
as I become a person who was never understood
“Ибо человек не знает своего времени. Как рыбы попадаются в пагубную сеть, и как птицы запутываются в силках, так сыны человеческие уловляются в бедственное время, когда оно неожиданно находит на них.”
‭‭Книга Екклезиаста‬ ‭9:12‬ ‭
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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     Carlo C Gomez
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