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Parts of me are old.

Others bent,

Out of place,

Some,

Even straight.

It’s what I carry.

A rainbow of relics,

Gathered while flying blindly,

Trying to soar.

Useful,

A hindrance,

Or simply noise,

Who knows.

Invited guests,

I don’t remember when,

But here to stay.

We live side by side.

Keep each other company.

Maintaining the calm when we can.

The outside is the magic mirror.

Disguising the soundless tornado inside.

Better to live in a mirage of dreams,

Oblivious to days gliding away.

Created meaning,

Reasons,

Purpose,

Beliefs.

Actors in a nonsensical play,

Performing daily,

An unpredictable,

Unfolding script,

In a noisy,

Haphazard realm.

As time-filtered lenses,

Masking a nameless reality,

In a world,

Where distraction rules.

Then again,

Why suffer,

Or stare into a burning sun?

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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