I am quiet. The words are under my tongue and ideas overflow, but I am quiet. The thoughts flow and go in a whirl. Put them in writing requires a discernment that I currently do not have. I am overwhelmed by events, conversations that I witnessed and actions I made. I do not drop them, as much as I wished. They are mere moments. Everything passes. I only regret wanting to yesterday, what I do not achieve today.
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