“Burning papers into ashes,
what a season, how they fly high from the ground up…

Don’t be tempted to look back
It has all happen before…”

 (listening The Do, Dust It Off)

I hate goodbyes.
But sometimes to be found
all what needed is to be lost.
Goodluck in losing into yourself,
I hope, at the end of the journey,
We’ll be same old goofs
Not understanding life
…or monks.

It is sometimes hard to breathe into SL, so it is easier to get lost. I’ve found amazing things… so, get lost with me.

Dust & sparkles



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