every decisions we create in our head
we let go with our hands
some are born out of nowhere
while others are crafted inside the womb of a mother
every memories we cherish in our hearts
we liberate in our brain
some are designed in the mist of clouds
while others are seated in the barren grounds
we sometimes blame fate for what had occured
forgetting what we had contributed
we sometimes ignore our naivety
and conclude stupidity and impulsiveness
we sometimes overlook every dots in the pieces
thus others seem not to fit
we opt not to remember every bit of the puzzle
thinking someday it would be all complete
every path we have taken
we often lock inside a chest
some keys we have thrown away
while others we carry every day
every actions we undertook
we bring about the wind
others have become so chilling
while some have become smothering
we sometimes leave the marks on sorrow
thinking misery would be free
we sometimes despise the outcome
thus survival become wan
the darkness of the cloud
the coldness of the night
the selfishness of the tree
the insipidity of the air
we sometimes tend to regress
thinking we had actually progressed
we sometimes tend to be blinded
thinking we have been emancipated
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