Insomnia!
Insomnia!
In free time when the mind turns
The pages of the book of past
Only a few names come up again
And again. A knot that never opens
The needle of the mind stucks Somewhere. Some love affairs
And some
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The more hate there is, the
Deeper is the connection!
To perish again and again in love
I don't know what to call it
But will the time of conflict ever
end. This world will ever change
And I will also move on
But the roads are closed