A time

There was always a time when I don’t want to talk. I just wanted to stay at one place, staring on the same thing the whole time. I refused to open social media for it added my frustrations. I was thinking of a place to travel, an art to stare at, people to have peace with, that would be very nice.

There was always a time when I just want to be empty. I want to feel like floating. I wanted to closed these eyes full of imaginations, eyes with consistent fragment.

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