When I can’t understand it
I simply
push on; maybe I can see it more clearly
But then I
do not make much sense either to the other
What then, when
it is nobody’s fault?
Normally we quarrel
Then again
in the entire anomaly nobody cares to listen or understand
And the
madness gets off the closed hand
Life is
always lesson
The more we lose
concentration on what’s up
We start all
over again
I bet that
takes time
Though some
are never going to start all over again
It is just a
path full of tracks.
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