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You are afraid - of being yourself

Your spiritual abyss – is covered with leaves

Leaves from braches – that once were alive

Leaves full of life – dancing in the wind

Embracing the wind…

Every single emotion – means nothing to you

Times and moments – you went through

Never satisfied - with the things at hand

You sail your ships – to no-man’s-land

You are driven by - unquenchable thirst

To catch up with life – while you’re hunting ghosts

You carry your heart – underneath a coat

A heart full of doubts – full of remorse

A heart full of sorrow - that grows cold

A massive grindstone – that aches in your chest

That aches in your chest