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Imagine you wake up on a bus. you don't know why you got here but you know how, through that door. You look around, confused where is everyone? You hear but can't see. Where you're going, you don't know. where you came from. no idea. This is-- you are interrupted by a very uncomfortable turbulence, You're hurt. When you think its all okay, it hits you again And again Suddenly it's not about if it will stop, it's about when will it happen again? This is ridiculous! You shout, exclam, while kicking around in your chair come to find you're actually bound you stop. Out of fear you can't bear cos if you finally break free, what's waiting for you out there? You sorta just accept and persevere. You gaze out the window ignore what you hear. the beauty unfolds laughter and life sadness and death and love. Every one has their significant other, a soulmate, be it friend or lover. But you realise, you want what these people have the magic they own. could be a ticket out of this ride, or a remedy to these bumps. That person is me. 𝐼 want what they seem to enjoy. I want to stop worrying about the next rough patch and instead enjoy moment with one I can touch. Not just anyone, my one A new world that hatchs
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Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
The Bus Ride
Imagine you wake up on a bus. you don't know why you got here but you know how, through that door. You look around, confused where is everyone? You hear but can't see. Where you're going, you don't know. where you came from. no idea. This is-- you are interrupted by a very uncomfortable turbulence, You're hurt. When you think its all okay, it hits you again And again Suddenly it's not about if it will stop, it's about when will it happen again? This is ridiculous! You shout, exclam, while kicking around in your chair come to find you're actually bound you stop. Out of fear you can't bear cos if you finally break free, what's waiting for you out there? You sorta just accept and persevere. You gaze out the window ignore what you hear. the beauty unfolds laughter and life sadness and death and love. Every one has their significant other, a soulmate, be it friend or lover. But you realise, you want what these people have the magic they own. could be a ticket out of this ride, or a remedy to these bumps. That person is me. 𝐼 want what they seem to enjoy. I want to stop worrying about the next rough patch and instead enjoy moment with one I can touch. Not just anyone, my one A new world that hatchs
'Imagine you wake up on a bus. you don't know why you got here but you know how, through that door.' -This is how you're thrown into life and you don't know why you're here but you know how you got here (birth) 'turbulence'- is the hard times in life
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16/F/Kenya
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
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