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TIME TO GROW UP

TIME TO GROW UP

There’s no one out there
To pat you on the back – No
There’s no one out there

LUXURY CRUISE

LUXURY CRUISE

Beneath, behind
This emptiness
No consumption
Can ever fill, the
Craving masks
A deeper hunger;
The yearning of
A homesick soul.

SHAME

SHAME

When the light itself
Becomes too heavy to bear
We have gone astray

SOLITUDE

Solitude is a state of mind. Transforming “lonely” into “alone” is simply a matter of reorganising a few letters of the alphabet and one or two ephemeral attitudes. Then let go of a few more unhelpful viewpoints and “alone” ceases to carry that imposed burden of discomfort. Could have done this ages ago.

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