Sometimes it feels like life has stopped moving.
Sitting alone in a dark room, i wonder,
What a beautiful experience it would be, to erase all memories and all moments
All the love and all the hate,
Lying in the dark, curled up on the floor,
As mother earth holds me close,
Like i was lying in mother's womb,
I wonder how it would be to complete the cycle of life.
If my soul departs this moment, as i lie in the dark,
it would be a complete circle, from fullness to blankness,
from life to death and back to life.
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