Thursday, October 13, 2011
Reality Comments
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Time passes by uselessly,
To make itself safe, away from cruelty.
Words are uttered jumbled mumbled
As the clock tick tacks, but no increasing number.
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Mohammad alKurdi
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9/2/2025 8:03:12 PM # 1.0.0
We dreaming like we walking in soft grass but sometimes when we walking we stepped on broken glass hidden in grass...life is like that to me, sometimes when the clock tickling number 11 at the morning we still happy but we dont know if we still feel the same when the clock reach number 11 again at the night...life is so unpredictable and that reality to me, so in whatever you do, make it in two feels to win and to ready for anything...as tears could be in two, sweet happiness or salty sad..Keep the great writing, you done it very well :) _Unwritten Soul