Swimming in a wing of Heaven

Once upon a time…
I laughed too much already
thinking what could be the possible
outcomes of that situation
But remembering and writing them down
it would be like recycling
the creative ideas
which makes no sense anymore
since the pleasure of writing them has been already consumed
It would be like…
without lube
Or something.


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