I sometimes
feel half dead and half alive, like a flower, whose roots are cut.
To prolong its life you put that flower in a vase with clean water,
but with no earth, and no roots. This flower is not dead, but not
completely alive either. Without roots, it will dry out, and even
with roots it would die faster, 'cause it would drown.
I sometimes feel like that flower, whose life is being artificially
prolonged; I feel as if I were dreaming, and this reality I'm
living, is just as fake as to say that the Earth is flat.
I sometimes feel like I just don't belong
here.
I sometimes feel half dead and half alive, like a flower, whose
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Sep 8, 2014 7:33pm
