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addicted adept
Published Mar 20, 2020
Updated Jul 3, 2021
Offbeat
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Offbeat
Published Mar 20, 2020
Updated Jul 3, 2021
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When you're on your way under the shadow of uncertainty
you have no idea of the challenge that are waiting you on the road,
without history about the lap of time
without any planning you loose the count of days and weeks.
The ideas of the counterways of the way that is yours
in an uncertain world and empty of emotions,
the words on the time-line are soul project,
a dune, a lagon, a rune , a dragon.
And the road becomes an unpredictable nightmare where you prefer being invisible from a cruel town
Where without any attach you have smocked too much hash.
And nevertheless the nights come and goes day by day and weeks by weeks without any sense or meaning,
When you're no more an adept of the substance everything seems insipid and seems empty on a lone way road.
You have no chance
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