Arriving at a low hill,
after a long run,
I cool off in the wind.
I thought I'd understand if I ran,
but in the end,
I didn't learn a thing.
So,
what is it I want?
Is this correct?
What should I do?
What choice do I make?
Who am I?
And what do I mean when I say me?
Papers with unanswered questions,
endlessly written.
Like
the waves that ride the rhythm on top of the sunset sea.
For now,
I'll float away.
And then,
I'll arrive somewhere else.
Another place.
But where would that be?
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